“Oh, she hasn’t got any mother, you know. That would not do. She has been asleep for two thousand years, and has only just woke up to the fact that I am her destiny.”
“She is only joking,” declared Maude. “Two thousand years! She must be joking!”
“No,” replied the Zankiwank somewhat sadly, “she is not joking. She never jokes. She is of Scottish descent,” he added reflectively. “I hope she will keep her appointment. I am afraid she is rather giddy!——”
“Giddy! Well, if she has waited two thousand years before making up her mind to go to the dentists she must be giddy. I am afraid you are not speaking the truth.”
Before any reply could be given the Guard came to the window and said they would have to go back to Charing Cross again as he forgot to pay his rent, and he always paid his rent on Monday.
“But this is not Monday,” said Willie. “Yesterday was Monday. To-day is to-morrow you know, therefore it is Tuesday. Pay your landlady double next Monday and that will do just as well.”
