And I cannot hold my tongue any longer;
I will sum up your speech, sir, just in a word:
It is utter nonsense. Your talk is absurd.”
Hoteggs looked glum, being quite taken aback.
Thought he, “I must go on a different tack;
This man is against me, that’s plain to be seen,
But I know how to manage him—he is green.”
Quick to act on the thought, Hoteggs called out,
“At Menzies’ Hotel I am going to shout;
Mac, come on, bring your mates, and over a gill,