A crowd of coster-mongers applauded me in the most flattering way .-- I say, Earwaker, you haven't any whisky ?' 'Forgive me; your conversation makes me forget hospitality.

Shall I make hot water?
I have a spirit-kettle.' 'Cold for me.

I get in such a deuced perspiration when I begin to talk .-- Try this tobacco; the last of half a hundred-weight I took in at Bahia.' The traveller refreshed himself with a full tumbler, and resumed the conversation cheerily.
'Has he just been wasting his time, then, all these years ?' 'He goes in for science--laboratory work, evolutionary speculations.

Of course I can't judge his progress in such matters; but Moxey, a clever man in the same line, thinks very highly of him.' 'Just the fellow to travel with.

I want to get hold of some solid scientific ideas, but I haven't the patience to work steadily.