Ah, dear angel! I remember all your favorites, and envy them their place in your recollections.

Your Barbary mare--" "Hen, sir! "Of course I meant hen; and Gray Gillian, his old nurse--" "No, no, no! she is the mare, sir.

He! he! he!" "So she is.

And Dame--Dame--" "Best!" "Ah! I knew it.

You see how I remember them all.