'I'll have it, every penny.' 'Why, that's brave,' cried Isaac, jumping up and slapping him on the shoulder; 'and I respect you for having so much young blood left.

Ha, ha, ha! Joe Jowl's half sorry he advised you now.

We've got the laugh against him.

Ha, ha, ha!' 'He gives me my revenge, mind,' said the old man, pointing to him eagerly with his shrivelled hand: 'mind--he stakes coin against coin, down to the last one in the box, be there many or few.

Remember that!' 'I'm witness,' returned Isaac.