'Nichtss photograb.'
'Or a bust?'
Nichts pust.'
'Or a drawing?'
'Nichts trawing.'
'Or an engraving?'
'Nichts craving.'
'Well, then—what have you got?'
'I got dis dings.'
Saying this, he brought forth a small book, greatly worn, which he slowly opened, and unfolded from it a broad leaf, adorned with German emblems, and cragged pot-hook inscriptions which looked like lager-bier signs.