Have you that down ?" "Yes.

Pray go on." "Well, just as it might be here, at the corner of the trench, I met Dr.
Quill.

'They're waiting for you, Mr.Free,' says he, 'down there.

Picton's asking for you.' 'Faith, and he must wait,' says I, 'for I'm terrible dry.' With that, he pulled out his canteen and mixed me a little brandy-and-water.

'Are you taking it without a toast ?' says Doctor Maurice.
'Never fear,' says I; 'here's Mary Brady--'" "But, my dear sir," interposed Mr.Meekins, "pray _do_ remember this is somewhat irrelevant.