"vat a rum chap"—says i, a larfin reddy to bust——"vat a rum chap to go over the 'edge that vay! ven here's a riglar gait to ride through!"
——and so, i druv on, but somehow, sam, i coudn't help a thinkin' as praps the waggerbun lead broke his nek——stif as it vas! and so i said to napps——"napps,"——says i——"lets go and look arter the warmint for charity's-sake"
——napps vots as good-natur'd a ass as his master, didn't make no obstacle and so ve vent—-
——my i!——sam, i'd a stood a Kervorten and three outs ad you a bin there!——there vas my jentlum up to his nek in a duckpond——lookin' as miserribble as a stray o' mutton in a batter puddin'
"halp! halp!" says he, a spittin' the green veeds out of his mouth——"halp me, faller, and i'll stand a bob" or summat to that efeck.
——but i couldn't hold out my fin to him for larfin——and napps begun a brayin at sich a rate——vich struck me as if he vas a larfin too, and made me larf wusser than ever——
——vell, at last, i contrivis to lug him out, and a preshus figger he cut to be sure——he had kervite a new sute o' black mud, vich didn't smell particlar sveet i can tell you.
——"ain't hurt yoursef?" says i, "have you?"