Positively I am suffocated with the smell of those creatures! Worse than horses, I assure you.

There, again! What a pother about a common fellow! 'Pon honour, I don't know what the world is coming to!' 'Nor I,' Mr.Thomasson answered, hanging over him with assiduity and concern on his countenance.

'It is not to be comprehended.' 'No, 'pon honour it is not!' my lord agreed.

And then, feeling a little recovered, 'Dunborough,' he asked, 'what are they doing ?' 'Hanging you, my dear fellow!' the other answered from the window, where he had taken his place within a pace of Soane, but without discovering him.

He spoke in the full boisterous tone of one in perfect health and spirits, perfectly satisfied with himself, and perfectly heedless of others.
'Oh, I say, you are joking ?' my lord answered.