I am not ungrateful: I will leave you--my maid! She is as clever as you are and as good.' I took the hint, sir, and married.

It was an excellent bargain.

My wife is a charming woman; she entirely fitted up Mrs.Minden's wardrobe and I furnished the house.
Mrs.Minden was greatly indebted to us." "Heaven help me!" thought Clarence, "the man is certainly mad." The waiter entered with the dinner; and Mr.Brown, who seemed to have a delicate aversion to any conversation in the presence of the Ganymede of the Holborn tavern, immediately ceased his communications; meanwhile, Clarence took the opportunity to survey him more minutely than he had hitherto done.
His new acquaintance was in age about forty-eight; in stature, rather under the middle height; and thin, dried, withered, yet muscular withal, like a man who, in stinting his stomach for the sake of economy, does not the less enjoy the power of undergoing any fatigue or exertion that an object of adequate importance may demand.

We have said already that he was attired, like twilight, "in a suit of sober brown;" and there was a formality, a precision, and a cat-like sort of cleanliness in his garb, which savoured strongly of the respectable coxcombry of the counting-house.

His face was lean, it is true, but not emaciated; and his complexion, sallow and adust, harmonized well with the colours of his clothing.