«Who had the head?»
«I don't know — oh, yes, I do, though. Old Freke bagged the head himself, and little Bouncible Binns was very cross about it, because he'd been promised a head to do with old Scrooger.»
«I see; what was Sir Julian doing with the head?»
«He called us up and gave us a jaw on spinal haemorrhage and nervous lesions.»
«Yes. Well, go back to Tommy Pringle.»
Tommy Pringle's joke was repeated, not without some embarrassment.
«Quite so. Was that all?»
«No. The chap who was working with Tommy said that sort of thing came from overfeeding.»
«I deduce that Tommy Pringle's partner was interested in the alimentary canal.»
«Yes; and Tommy said, if he'd thought they'd feed you like that he'd go to the workhouse himself.»