I'd take the head off, sir, before I ventured to taste him." We all laughed at Lee's supposing that the Doctor meant to make a meal of the deadly serpent, and Lee laughed as loudly as anybody.
"You see, sir," he said, "I've always heard that you French gents ate frogs, so I didn't know as snakes would come amiss." "Pray, don't take me for a Frenchman, my good lad," said the Doctor; "and as for frogs, they are as good as chickens." "Well, I've eaten guaners myself," said Lee, "though I can't say much for them.

They're uglier than snakes any way." Lee was made to sit down and take a glass of grog.

So, very shortly, the conversation flowed on into its old channel, and, after spending a long and pleasant evening, we all went to bed.
James and I slept in the same room; and, when we were going to bed, I said,-- "James, if that fellow were to die, there would be a chance for you yet." "With regard to what ?" he asked.
"You know well enough, you old humbug," I said; "with regard to Mary Hawker,--NEE Thornton!" "I doubt it, my lad," he said.

"I very much doubt it indeed; and, perhaps, you have heard that there must be two parties to a bargain, so that even if she were willing to take me, I very much doubt if I would ask her." "No one could blame you for that," I said, "after what has happened.
There are but few men who would like to marry the widow of a coiner." "You mistake me, Jeff.

You mistake me altogether," he answered, walking up and down the room, with one boot off.