"BONY, my friend, I am weary of this," said the Missing Link.
The Living Skeleton, who had been drowsing on his chair, beat the flies off and groaned.
"So'm I." he replied, "but what's a cove t' do?"
"Sneak my key out of the Professor's tent, and let's go and have a drop of something."
"It ain't t' be thought of, Nickie," said Matty Can