Bring me his name, and I'll let you have L10 or L8--I'll let you have L8 at once.' 'I dare say you will, Mr.M'Ruen, or L80; and be only too happy to give it me.

But you know that is out of the question.

Now I won't wait any longer; just give me an answer to this: if I come to you in the city will you let me have some money to-day?
If you won't, why I must go elsewhere--that's all.' The interview ended by an appointment being made for another meeting to come off at two p.m.that day, at the 'Banks of Jordan,' a public-house in Sweeting's Alley, as well known to Charley as the little front parlour of Mr.M'Ruen's house.

'Bring the bill-stamp with you, Mr.Tudor,' said Jabesh, by way of a last parting word of counsel; 'and let Mr.Scatterall sign it--that is, if it must be Mr.Scatterall; but I wish you would bring your cousin's name.' 'Nonsense!' 'Well, then, bring it signed--but I'll fill it; you young fellows understand nothing of filling in a bill properly.' And then taking his leave the infernal navvy hurried off, and reached his office in Somerset House at a quarter past eleven o'clock.

As he walked along he bought the bit of stamped paper on which his friend Scatterall was to write his name.
When he reached the office he found that a great commotion was going on.