TALBOYS.
So much the better. Hitherto we have had but rain. "Mysterious horrors! Hail!"
"'Twas a rough night.
My young remembrance cannot parallel
A fellow to it."
NORTH.
Suppose we resume yesterday's conversation?
TALBOYS.
By all manner of means. Let's sit close—and speak loud—else all will be dumb show. The whole world's one waterfall.
NORTH.
Take up Knight on Taste. Look at the dog-ear.