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 that knows what the Pirates did to the Senators last season! No, sir! My! but it's a relief to get with somebody from God's country again! How're you standin' it: all this bottled water and buyin' your own soap and everybody jabbering around in foreign languages with all this 'We, we,' and 'Mon doo' and 'Mercy, mercy!' and everything? You gettin' along all right?"

This he asked in the sympathetic tone of a hospital patient who puts such an inquiry to a fellow-sufferer from the same disease; and he seemed to take Ogle's brief "Quite well" as sufficient reply; for he went on: "Well, I haven't got any fleas yet, myself; but my wife, she says she's found one or two on her. She likes it over here, though. She kept goin' on this afternoon about how 'picturesque and foreign' it all was and everything; and the only time she got dampened at all was just a little while after we left you this afternoon. We ran right spang into a smell—well, I've smelled smells; but this one—oh, Boy! I turned around to this John Edwards. 'Listen!' I told him. 'Get us out o' here! I don't care about how picturesque and historical everything is and all, get us out o' here.' You talk about smells, why, as long as I've lived, never in my life did I!"