I HAVE taken it into my head.' 'But I DON'T mean it.' The assurance seemed hardly as comforting to Mr Wegg, as Mr Boffin intended it to be.

Indeed, an appreciable elongation of his visage might have been observed as he replied: 'Don't you, indeed, sir ?' 'No,' pursued Mr Boffin; 'because that would express, as I understand it, that you were not going to do anything to deserve your money.

But you are; you are.' 'That, sir,' replied Mr Wegg, cheering up bravely, 'is quite another pair of shoes.

Now, my independence as a man is again elevated.

Now, I no longer Weep for the hour, When to Boffinses bower, The Lord of the valley with offers came; Neither does the moon hide her light From the heavens to-night, And weep behind her clouds o'er any individual in the present Company's shame.
-- Please to proceed, Mr Boffin.' 'Thank'ee, Wegg, both for your confidence in me and for your frequent dropping into poetry; both of which is friendly.