“She belonged to you, Coppy,” said Wee Willie Winkie, indicating Miss Allardyce with a grimy forefinger. “I knew she didn’t ought to go acwoss ve wiver, and I knew ve wegiment would come to me if I sent Jack home.”
“You’re a hero, Winkie,” said Coppy—“a pukka hero!”
“I don’t know what vat means,” said Wee Willie Winkie, “but you mustn’t call me Winkie any no more. I’m Percival Will’am Will’ams.”
And in this manner did Wee Willie Winkie enter into his manhood.
THE GOLD BUG
BY
Edgar Allan Poe