“Rascal!” say-me.
“Then you are him!” say angry Vision making dents in my thoughtful brain.
“No, I are another Haskle,” I choke off—
“I are Jim Haskle,
A far distant cousin,
Or something else.”
“Ha-ho!” laugh them Vengeance,
“Then please to told me——”
But I are saved such humility
By being kicked out of bed