What's yourn?
if I may ask." "Wet," said Winthrop.
"How?
-- " said the man.
"You need only look at me to see," said Winthrop.
"Well -- I thought -- " said his companion, looking at him again -- "Be you a dominie ?" "No." "Going to be?
-- Hum! -- Get ap! -- " said the driver touching up one of his horses.
"What makes you think so ?" said Winthrop.
"Can't tell -- took a notion.

I can mostly tell folks, whether they are one thing or another." "But you are wrong about me," said Winthrop; "I am neither one thing nor the other." "I'll be shot if you aint, then," said his friend after taking another look at him.

"Ben't you?
-- You're either a dominie or a lawyer -- one of the six." "I should like to know what you judge from.

Are clergymen and lawyers so much alike ?" "I guess I aint fur wrong," said the man, with again a glance, a very benign one, of curiosity.

"I should say, your eye was a lawyer and your mouth a clergyman." "You can't tell what a man is when he is as wet as I am," said Winthrop.
"Can't tell what he's goin' to be, nother.