He derided his intended bride's taste
in architecture, and maintained that the income of a bishop would be
insufficient to stock half the storerooms and wardrobes, leaving all the
rest of the house unfurnished. As it was, he feared that the charming
Fanny would be in the predicament of old Mother Hubbard, while he,
unfortunately, would be in that of the dog. "In that case, Basil," said
Miss Halbert, "you would be like an inclined plane."
"How so?" enquired Mr. Perrowne.
"An inclined plane is a slope up, you know," answered the mischievous
bride elect.
"Talking about dawgs," remarked the victim of the terrible conundrum, "I
asked a little girl belonging to one of my parishoners what kind her
dawg was. She said it had been given to her as a spanuel, but she
thought it was only a currier."
"When I was at the school," said the Edinburgh gentleman, "a boy whom I
had offended some way, offered to make the like of me with a street cur
and an old gun. He said he could make 'one dowg less' in the time it
took to fire the gun."
"What did you do to that boy, Mr. Douglas?" asked Miss Carmichael.
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