Trust me for that.' 'In the meantime, dear Martin--' 'That's the very thing I am coming to.

In the meantime you shall hear, constantly, of all my goings-on.

Thus.' He paused to take from his pocket the letter he had written overnight, and then resumed: 'In this fellow's employment, and living in this fellow's house (by fellow, I mean Mr Pecksniff, of course), there is a certain person of the name of Pinch.

Don't forget; a poor, strange, simple oddity, Mary; but thoroughly honest and sincere; full of zeal; and with a cordial regard for me.

Which I mean to return one of these days, by setting him up in life in some way or other.' 'Your old kind nature, Martin!' 'Oh!' said Martin, 'that's not worth speaking of, my love.