day and ordered 2 new coats, on porpos to be introjuiced to
the lords in.

But the best joak of all was at last. Singin, swagrin, and swarink--up
stares came Mr. Dick Blewitt. He flung opn Mr. Dawkins's door, shouting
out, "Daw my old buck, how are you?" when, all of a sudden, he sees Mr.
Deuceace: his jor dropt, he turned chocky white, and then burnin red,
and looked as if a stror would knock him down. "My dear Mr. Blewitt,"
says my master, smilin and offring his hand, "how glad I am to see you.
Mr. Dawkins and I were just talking about your pony! Pray sit down."

Blewitt did; and now was the question, who should sit the other out; but
law bless you! Mr. Blewitt was no match for my master: all the time he
was fidgetty, silent, and sulky; on the contry, master was charmin.
I never herd such a flo of conversatin, or so many wittacisms as he
uttered. At last, completely beat, Mr. Blewitt took his leaf; that
instant master followed him; and passin his arm through that of Mr.
Dick, led him into our chambers, and began talkin to him in the most
affabl and affeckshnat manner.

But Dick was too angry to listen; at last, when master was telling him
some long story about the Duke of Doncaster, Blewitt burst out--

"A plague on the Duke of Doncaster! Come, come, Mr. Deuceace, don't
you be running your rigs upon me; I ain't the man to be bamboozl'd by
long-winded stories about dukes and duchesses. You think I don't know
you; every man knows you and your line of country. Yes, you're after
young Dawkins there, and think to pluck him; but you shan't,--no,
by ---- you shan't." (The reader must recklect that the oaths which
interspussed Mr. B.'s convysation I have left out.) Well, after he'd
fired a wolley of 'em, Mr. Deuceace spoke as cool as possbill.

"Hark ye, Blewitt. I know you to be one of the most infernal thieves and
scoundrels unhung. If you attempt to hector with me, I will cane you; if
you want more, I'll shoot you; if you meddle between me and Dawkins, I
will do both. I know your whole life, you miserable swindler and coward.
I know you have already won two hundred pounds of this lad, and want
all. I will have half, or you never shall have a penny." It's quite true
that master knew things; but how was the wonder.

I couldn't see Mr. B.'s face during this dialogue, bein on the wrong
side of the door; but there was a considdrable paws after thuse
complymints had passed between the two genlmn,--one walkin quickly up
an