You ain't even got a scratch." "Oh, do shut up," said John.

There was a long silence while the curly locks fell.
"You gave it to the Baptist man hot.

I don't like him.

He calls me Joe.
It isn't respectable.

My name's Josiah." "Haven't you any other name ?" said John, having recovered his good-humour.
"Yes, sir, but I keeps that to myself." "But why ?" urged John.
Josiah hesitated.