But it's a comfort to think I have been of some service to dear, dear Mel! for Wishaw 's a man of accounts and payments; and I knew Mel had cloth from him, and, the lady suggested bills delayed, with two or three nods, 'you know! and I'll do my best for his son.' 'You are kind,' said the Countess, smiling internally at the vulgar creature's misconception of Evan's requirements.
'Did he ever talk much about Mary Fence ?' asked Mrs.Wishaw.

'"Polly Fence," he used to say, "sweet Polly Fence!"' 'Oh! I think so.

Frequently,' observed the Countess.
Mrs.Fiske primmed her mouth.

She had never heard the great Mel allude to the name of Fence.
The Goren-croak was heard 'Painters have painted out "Melchisedec" this afternoon.

Yes,--ah! In and out-as the saying goes.' Here was an opportunity to mortify the Countess.
Mrs.Fiske placidly remarked: 'Have we the other put up in its stead?
It 's shorter.' A twinge of weakness had made Evan request that the name of Evan Harrington should not decorate the shopfront till he had turned his back on it, for a time.