I shall be happy to see you both any day at five, and to bury all unkindness with a chop and glass at the Pot and Poker, in Bow Street." "I'm sure you're very kind," said Cradell.
"And Mrs Lupex will join us.

There's a delightful little snuggery upstairs at the Pot and Poker; and if Miss Spruce will condescend to--" "Oh, I'm an old woman, sir." "No--no--no," said Lupex, "I deny that.

Come, Cradell, what do you say ?--just a snug little dinner for four, you know." It was, no doubt, pleasant to see Mr Lupex in his present mood,--much pleasanter than in that other mood of which blood would have been the consequence: but pleasant as he now was, it was, nevertheless, apparent that he was not quite sober.

Cradell, therefore, did not settle the day for the little dinner; but merely remarked that he should be very happy at some future day.
"And now, Lupex, suppose you get off to bed," said his wife.

"You've had a very trying day, you know." "And you, ducky ?" "I shall come presently.