I may be off, you know.

I'm a bird of passage--a restless old soldier." "My dear Colonel," said I, quite touched and pleased by this extreme kindness, "my dun was but the washerwoman's boy, and Mrs.Brett is in my debt, if I am not mistaken.

Besides, I already have a banker in your family." "In my family, my dear Sir ?" "Messrs.

Newcome, in Threadneedle Street, are good enough to keep my money for me when I have any, and I am happy to say they have some of mine in hand now.

I am almost sorry that I am not in want, in order that I might have the pleasure of receiving a kindness from you." And we shook hands for the fourth time that morning, and the kind gentleman left me to rejoin his son..