I assured Mr. Punt I had not a doubt of it.

"But I shall be a-practisin' my haitches, Sir," he promised

me, as I went out with the canary seed which I had called to

purchase--"practise 'em 'ard, I shall. It's what I ain't a-got at the

present moment--'a fine ear for the haspirate.' Beeutiful expression

that, Sir, if you'll excuse me sayin' so. But I don't see no reason

as a man mightn't 'ope to acquire it, 'im practising constant and

careful--same as a pusson can learn a bullfinch to pipe ''Ome, sweet

'Ome.' That haitch is a funny letter, but it's a letter as I shall

practise. Still, haitches or no haitches," he concluded, with a

profound sigh, "I wish as I knowed 'ow I could set about coming it

over that 'ere one-legged widder lidy at Putney what 'ave the two

great hauk's eggs."

Out of the dusty twilight in the far end of the shop Mrs. Punt's eye

gleamed balefully.

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