Ach! I do nod know _any_ nah-ice gondolier--zey are
oal--I dell you, if you lif viz zem ade mons as me, you cot your
troat--yes!
_Another Lady_. Porter, can you tell me the name of the song that man
is singing in the barge there?
_Porter_. I gannot dell you ze name--pecause zey sing always ze same
ting!
_A Helpless Man in knickerbockers_ (_drifting in at the door_). Here,
I say. We engaged rooms here by telegram from Florence. What am I to
give these fellows from the station? _Combien_, you know!
_Porter_. You gif zem two franc--and zen zey vill gromble. You haf
engage roums? yes. Zat vill pe oal rahit--Your loggage in ze gondola,
yes? I haf it taken op.
_The H.M._ No, it's left behind at Bologna. My friend's gone back for
it. And I say, think it will turn up all right?
_Porter_. Eef you register it, and your vrient is zere, you ged
it--yes.
_The H.M._ Yes, but look _here_, don't you know? Oughtn't I to make a
row--a fuss--about it, or something, eh?
_Porter_ (_moving off with subdued contempt_).
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