Old King Cole was himself a merry old soul, if we may put any faith in the pages of history.' 'But she says,' pursued his companion, 'that you an't to be trusted.' 'Why, really Marchioness,' said Mr Swiveller, thoughtfully; 'several ladies and gentlemen--not exactly professional persons, but tradespeople, ma'am, tradespeople--have made the same remark.

The obscure citizen who keeps the hotel over the way, inclined strongly to that opinion to-night when I ordered him to prepare the banquet.

It's a popular prejudice, Marchioness; and yet I am sure I don't know why, for I have been trusted in my time to a considerable amount, and I can safely say that I never forsook my trust until it deserted me--never.
Mr Brass is of the same opinion, I suppose ?' His friend nodded again, with a cunning look which seemed to hint that Mr Brass held stronger opinions on the subject than his sister; and seeming to recollect herself, added imploringly, 'But don't you ever tell upon me, or I shall be beat to death.' 'Marchioness,' said Mr Swiveller, rising, 'the word of a gentleman is as good as his bond--sometimes better, as in the present case, where his bond might prove but a doubtful sort of security.

I am your friend, and I hope we shall play many more rubbers together in this same saloon.

But, Marchioness,' added Richard, stopping in his way to the door, and wheeling slowly round upon the small servant, who was following with the candle; 'it occurs to me that you must be in the constant habit of airing your eye at keyholes, to know all this.' 'I only wanted,' replied the trembling Marchioness, 'to know where the key of the safe was hid; that was all; and I wouldn't have taken much, if I had found it--only enough to squench my hunger.' 'You didn't find it then ?' said Dick.