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ACCOUNTS FOR SKEPSEY'S MISCONDUCT, SHOWING HOW IT AFFECTED.
NATALY His master opened on the bristling business.
'What's this, of your name in the papers, your appearing before a magistrate, and a fine?
Tell the tale shortly.' Skepsey fell upon his attitude for dialectical defence the modest form of the two hands at rolling play and the head deferentially sidecast.
But knowing that he had gratified his personal tastes in the act of serving his master's interests, an interfusion of sentiments plunged him into self-consciousness; an unwonted state with him, clogging to a simple story.
'First, sir, I would beg you to pardon the printing of your name beside mine...' 'Tush: on with you.' 'Only to say, necessitated by the circumstances of the case.

I read, that there was laughter in the court at my exculpation of my conduct--as I have to call it; and there may have been.

I may have expressed myself ....

I have a strong feeling for the welfare of the country.' 'So, it seems, you said to the magistrate.