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Mrs.Haller.
Having returned to the George, Mr.Foker and his guest sate down to a handsome repast in the coffee-room; where Mr.Rincer brought in the first dish, and bowed as gravely as if he was waiting upon the Lord-Lieutenant of the county.

Mr.Foker attacked the turtle and venison with as much gusto as he had shown the year before, when he used to make feasts off ginger-beer and smuggled polonies.

Pen could not but respect his connoisseurship as he pronounced the champagne to be condemned gooseberry, and winked at the port with one eye.

The latter he declared to be of the right sort; and told the waiters there was no way of humbugging him.