"Where did they get that one from?"
"That was brought from Japan; and was a monkey's head and body sewed on to a fish's tail,—so they say;"
"Well, can't we send to Japan as well as any one? And as to its being a monkey's head on a fish's tail, that's no concern. It would only make a better gull-trap."
"And wait some two years before it arrived? Humph! If that's the only thing that will save me, I shall go to the dogs in spite of the—"
"Don't swear, Mr. Graves. It's a bad habit, though I am guilty of it myself,"—the bar-tender said, with vulgar familiarity. "But, why need we wait two years for a maremaid?"
"Did you ever study geography, Sandy?"
"Jografy?"
"Yes."
"What's that?"
"Why, the maps, at school."