"Well, I never let that 'scope out of my sight," says he.
"Why?" says I. "Valuable?"
"Yes," says he, "werry. It were given me by my old friend Nelson, in
return for services rendered in licking the French."
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"Why, man," says I, astounded at the barefaced lie, "Nelson has been
dead for over a hundred years!"
"Well, well," says he, "so he has. How time does fly."