“No.”
“Umph! Thought not. Too tall. Who did?”
“Mr. Short.”
“Don’t Mister the man that thought out this. His whole name I want, without handles. He don’t need ’em.”
“George Short.”
“George,—that’s my name too. I suppose he is a Yankee. I know every man in England likely to have contrived this; but none of them have quite head enough.”
“He is an American.”
“Is he a Mormon?”
“No.”
“Are you?”