She called the coot by his hull name, but how she could twist that little mouth of hern so as to git the word out, I can't tell. Arter that she turned her head a little, and said something sort of low to him. She smiled so harnsome, and her voice was so soft and coaxing, that I had eenamost forgot the chap, but her talking to him made me rile up agin--and jest as he was letting that half of a pair of spectacles down from his eye, and was a beginning to put his face ship shape agin, I walked right straight up to him, and sez I-- "Look a here you chap, I ruther guess you mean to know who I am the next time you see me." "Sare?" sez he, a standing up straight and opening his great black eyes till they seemed chuck full of fire and brimstone. "Wal, what on it?" sez I. "You are impertinent," sez he. "Wal, now I reckon that aint what I was baptized. I'll tell you what, Mr. Hair-lip, I haint a going to let you nor any body else call me names," sez I, a taking both hands out of my trousers pockets, and a pulling up my yaller gloves, as spiteful as could be, jest to show him that my mawlers were fit for use. The feller's lips began to grow white, but he twisted them up as if he wanted to make me think he didn't care for what I said. "Sare," sez he, "do you know whom you are speaking to?" "Wal," sez I, larfin in his face a leetle, "I ruther guess I du, though I haint just made up my mind what kind of horned cattle you call yourself yit: they give all sich stranger-critters a name, and I s'pose you'll git one by-am-by, as well as the rest on 'em." With that he turned as white as a tub of curd, and sez he-- "This is too much, sare; remember you are speaking to a Count." Here he out with a name as long and crooked as a sassafras root. "You don't say so!" sez I. "I'm a nobleman!" sez he, and he was a going on to give me another string of foreign jaw-breakers; but I jest sot down my foot, and sez I,