And Mortimer reckons I'll take from 'ere to Stratford learnin' that little lot! Why, I can do it in arf-a-minute, an' on my 'ead.

You just listen.

_Madam, a 'orseman_--No, wait a moment.

_Madam, a Norseman_--" Tilda hesitated and came to a halt.
"Would you mind sayin' it over again, Arthur Miles ?" she asked politely.
"_Madam, a horseman comes riding_--" "That'll do.

_Madam, a--H--h--horseman_--Is that better ?" "You needn't strain at it so," said the boy.