"Course I can, If I like," the pale student replied; "but I ca'n't if I don't like!"
Sylvle had a waywhich I could not too highly admireof evading Bruno's logical perplexities by suddenly striking into a new line of thought; and this masterly stratagem the now adopted.
"Well, I must say one thing"
"Did oo know, Mister Sir," Bruno thoughtfully remarked, "that Sylvle ca'n't count? Whenever she says 'I must say one thing,' I know quite well she'll say two things! And she always doos."
"Two heads are better than one, Bruno," I said, but with no very distinct idea as to what I meant by it.
"I shouldn't mind having two heads," Bruno said softly to himself: "one head to eat mine dinner, and one head to argue wiz Sylviedoos oo think oo'd look prettier If oo'd got two heads, Mister Sir?"
The case did not, I assured him, admit of a doubt.
"The reason why Sylvie's so cross" Bruno went on very seriously, almost sadly.
