Blewitt, "we maid a pretty good night of it, Mr. Deuceace.
Yu've settled, I see, with Dawkins."

"Settled!" says master. "Oh, yes--yes--I've settled with him."

"Four thousand seven hundred, I think?"

"About that--yes."

"That makes my share--let me see--two thousand three hundred and fifty;
which I'll thank you to fork out."

"Upon my word--why--Mr. Blewitt," says master, "I don't really
understand what you mean."

"YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT I MEAN!" says Blewitt, in an axent such as I never
before heard. "You don't know what I mean! Did you not promise me that
we were to go shares? Didn't I lend you twenty sovereigns the other
night to pay our losings to Dawkins? Didn't you swear, on your honor as
a gentleman, to give me half of all that might be won in this affair?"

"Agreed, sir," says Deuceace; "agreed."

"Well, sir, and now what have you to say?"

"Why, THAT I DON'T INTEND TO KEEP MY PROMISE! You infernal fool and
ninny! do you suppose I was laboring for YOU? Do you fancy I was going
to the expense of giving a dinner to that jackass yonder, that
you should profit by it? Get away, sir! Leave the room, sir! Or,
stop--here--I will give you four hundred pounds--your own note of hand,
sir, for that sum, if you will consent to forget all that has passed
between us, and that you have never known Mr. Algernon Deuceace."

I've seen pipple angery before now, but never any like Blewitt. He
stormed, groaned, belloed, swoar! At last, he fairly began blubbring;
now cussing and nashing his teeth, now praying dear Mr. Deuceace to
grant him mercy.

At last, master flung open the door (heaven bless us! it's well I didn't
tumble hed over eels into the room!), and said, "Charles, show the
gentleman down stairs!" My master looked at him quite steddy. Blewitt
slunk down, as misrabble as any man I ever see. As for Dawkins, heaven
knows where he was!

. . . . . .

"Charles," says my master to me, about an hour afterwards, "I'm going to
Paris; you may come, too, if you please."

FORING PARTS.

It was a singular proof of my master's modesty, that though he had won
this andsome sum of Mr. Dawkins, and was inclined to be as extravygant
and osntatious as any man I ever seed, yet, when he determined on going
to Paris, he didn't let a single frend know of all them winnings of his;
didn't acquaint my Lord Crabs his father, that he was about to leave
his natiff shoars--neigh--didn't even so much as c