Old Mr.Bideawhile had been his father's ancient and esteemed friend, and he could tell things to Mr.Bideawhile which he could not bring himself to tell to any other living man; and he could generally condescend to accept Mr.
Bideawhile's advice, knowing that his father before him had been guided by the same.
"But you are out of your way for Lincoln's Inn Fields," said Stanbury.
"I have to call at Twining's.

And where are you going ?" "I have been three times round St.James's Park to collect my thoughts," said Stanbury, "and now I am on my way to the Daily R., 250, Fleet Street.

It is my custom of an afternoon.

I am prepared to instruct the British public of to-morrow on any subject, as per order, from the downfall of a European compact to the price of a London mutton chop." "I suppose there is nothing more to be said about it," said Trevelyan, after a pause.
"Not another word.

How should there be?
Aunt Jemima has already drawn tight the purse strings, and it would soon be the casual ward in earnest if it were not for the Daily R.God bless the Daily R.Only think what a thing it is to have all subjects open to one, from the destinies of France to the profit proper to a butcher." "If you like it!" "I do like it.