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`` I ca n't be sure its you . '' `` Well , I wish it was n't , '' came the almost tearful reply . `` I 'm awfully sorry to interfere with your work , and you need n't stop till you get through . They 'll let me wait here until noon . I 've got a comfortable seat where I can peep out at the people on the street , and I do n't feel lost now that you know where I am . '' Then with a little giggle , `` I 'm like the Irishman 's tea-kettle that he dropped overboard . It was n't lost because he knew where it was -- in the bottom of the sea . ''