Mortimer from the cabin.
"I have not, my bud.

Moreover, as I was just explaining to our friend, I have secured a _Pou Sto_--a hall, my chick--or perhaps it might be defined more precisely as a--er--loft.

It served formerly--or, as the poets would say, whilom--as a barracks for the Salvation Army; in more recent times as a store for--er--superphosphates.

But it is commodious, and possesses a side-chamber which will serve us admirably for a green-room when the proprietor--an affable person by the name of Tench-- has removed the onions at present drying on the floor; which he has engaged to do." "Are you tellin' me," inquired Sam, "that you've been and 'ired the room ?" "At the derisory charge of four-and-six for the night.

As a business man, I believe in striking while the iron is hot.