No announcements, even of the most modest description, heralded the
arrival of sergeant major if you please. David berthelin upon his
native shores. He came at once to our square and tackled the little
red doctor.
Where is she. He asked.
The little red doctor assumed an air of incredulous surprise. Have you
still got that bee in your bonnet. Said he.
Where is she. Repeated the weeping scion.
Maneuvering for time and counsel, the little red doctor took him to see