And he evidently meant to sell his life as dearly as possible, for, as Jim muttered to Charlton, he was "goin' the whole hog anyhow." "Miss Minorkey," said the fat gentleman checking a piece of pork in the middle of its mad career toward his lips, "Miss Minorkey, we _should_ like to hear from you on this subject." In truth, the fat gentleman was very weary of Mr.Minorkey's pitiful succession of diagnoses of the awful symptoms and fatal complications of which he had been cured by very allopathic doses of animal food.

So he appealed to Miss Minorkey for relief at a moment when her father had checked and choked his utterance with coffee.
Miss Minorkey was quite a different affair from her father.

She was thoroughly but not obtrusively healthy.

She had a high, white forehead, a fresh complexion, and a mouth which, if it was deficient in sweetness and warmth of expression, was also free from all bitterness and aggressiveness.

Miss Minorkey was an eminently well-educated young lady as education goes.