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CROTCHET CASTLE.
MR. MAC QUEDY.
Only those that point to the Modern Athens.
THE REV. DR. FOLLIOTT.
Where all native noses point southward.
MR. MAC QUEDY.
Eh, sir, northward for wisdom, and southward for profit.
MR. CROTCHET, JUN.
Champagne, doctor?
THE REV. DR. FOLLIOTT.
Most willingly. But you will permit my drinking it while it sparkles. I hold it a heresy to let it deaden in my hand, while the glass of my compotator is being filled on the opposite side of the table. By the by, Captain, you remember a passage in Athenæus, where he cites Menander on the subject of fish-sauce: ὀψάριον ἐπὶ ἰχθύος. (The
