Ain't she a Venus, Pen ?" "Please sir, Mr.Costigan's in the sittin-room, sir, and says, sir, you asked him to breakfast, sir.

Called five times, sir; but wouldn't wake you on no account; and has been here since eleven o'clock, sir---" "How much is it now ?" "One, sir." "What would the best of mothers say," cried the little sluggard, "if she saw me in bed at this hour?
She sent me down here with a grinder.

She wants me to cultivate my neglected genus--He, be! I say, Pen, this isn't quite like seven o'clock school,--is it, old boy ?"--and the young fellow burst out into a boyish laugh of enjoyment.

Then he added--"Go in and talk to the General whilst I dress.

And I say, Pendennis, ask him to sing you 'The Little Pig under the Bed;' it's capital." Pen went off in great perturbation, to meet Mr.Costigan, and Mr.Foker commenced his toilet.
Of Mr.Foker's two grandfathers, the one from whom he inherited a fortune was a brewer; the other was an earl, who endowed him with the most doting mother in the world.