After this preamble, Crab addressed himself to me in these words: "Well, my lad, I have heard a good character of you, and I'll do for you.

You may send your things to my house when you please.

I have given orders for your reception.

Zounds! What does the booby stare at?
If you have no mind to embrace my courteous offer, you may let it alone, and be d--d." I answered with a submissive bow, that I was far from rejecting his friendly offer, which I would immediately accept, as soon as he should inform me on what footing I was to be entertained.

"What footing! D--n my blood," cried he, "d'ye expect to have a footman and a couple of horses kept for you ?" "No, sir," I replied, "my expectations are not quite so sanguine.