He'll do, said Bildad, eyeing me, and then went on spelling away at his book in a mumbling tone quite audible.

We conversed in a low tone because a full-dressed gentleman in a bag wig frequently came in and out, and when he did so, we could hear a drawling sound in the distance, which he said was one of the counsel in our case addressing the Lord Chancellor.

Hadadas roost in numbers among the trees in the leafier parts of Nairobi and their eponymous call is one of the more insistent elements of the dawn chorus in that part of the world, though they may be heard at any time of the day.

That is the fourth time this week my neighbor's barking dog has woken me up. I'm going to go give her a piece of my mind about it.