What good were your guinea?
Who could stand treat on that more than a night or two, and the right man never near you?
But when you keep a good shop open for a month, as Bob and me did with Widow Tapsy, it standeth to reason that you must have everybody, to be called at all respectable, for miles and miles around.

For the first few nights or so some on 'em holds off--for an old chalk against them, or for doubt of what is forrard, or for cowardliness of their wives, or things they may have sworn to stop, or other bad manners.

But only go on a little longer, and let them see that you don't care, and send everybody home a-singing through the lanes as merry as a voting-time for Parliament, and the outer ones begins to shake their heads, and to say that they are bound to go, and stop the racket of it.

And so you get them all, your honor, saints as well as sinners, if you only keeps the tap turned long enough." "Your reasoning is ingenious, Joseph, and shows a deep knowledge of human nature.

But who was this tardy saint that came at last for grog ?" "Your honor, he were as big a sinner as ever you clap eyes on.