'Warn't I troubled in my mind through it all!' 'But he hadn't,' said Eugene, drawing a lady's head upon his writing-paper, and touching it at intervals, 'the opportunity then of earning so much money, you see.' 'The T'other Governor hits the nail, Lawyer Lightwood! It was that as turned me.

I had many times and again struggled to relieve myself of the trouble on my mind, but I couldn't get it off.

I had once very nigh got it off to Miss Abbey Potterson which keeps the Six Jolly Fellowships--there is the 'ouse, it won't run away,--there lives the lady, she ain't likely to be struck dead afore you get there--ask her!--but I couldn't do it.

At last, out comes the new bill with your own lawful name, Lawyer Lightwood, printed to it, and then I asks the question of my own intellects, Am I to have this trouble on my mind for ever?
Am I never to throw it off?
Am I always to think more of Gaffer than of my own self?
If he's got a daughter, ain't I got a daughter ?' 'And echo answered-- ?' Eugene suggested.
'"You have,"' said Mr Riderhood, in a firm tone.
'Incidentally mentioning, at the same time, her age ?' inquired Eugene.
'Yes, governor.

Two-and-twenty last October.