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the blind, I threw it down. The man was not far 

 away, for he came out almost immediately ; looked at 

 the many windows on the side of the hotel ; remarked 

 something about its being the work of that " blasted 

 doctor," who had lately come ; then threw the body 

 over the fence, with the first one. When number 

 three was finished, there was 110 one in the yard 

 when I dropped it ; but scarcely had it left my hand, 

 when the man rushed out with a fork, and, catching it 

 on the fly, turned and looked up at the windows. He 

 was so quick, he very nearly caught me, but I could 

 see that he was still in doubt, as he shouted, 



" Look 'ere, you hup there, who hever you har ! 

 This is gettin' too bloomin' rich. 'Ow many 'ave 

 you got of um ? Why can't you toss urn all down 

 at once, instead of throwin' 'em out one at a time ; 

 and wat, in the name o' the Queen, do you call the 

 bloomin' hanimals, anyway ? I never see such hugly- 

 lookin' corpses before in my life." 



With this, in great disgust, he threw the body over 

 the fence; and, going into the stable, brought out a 

 harness, which he commenced to wash. Every now 

 and then he would apostrophize the side of the hotel 

 thus : 



" Ain't it about time to give us another one? Come, 

 I'm gettin' lonesome down 'ere. Its 'andsome work 

 you must be doin' hup there. Don't you want to 'ire 

 a hable-bodied man to 'elp you ? " 



