"I thought it the square thing." "And so it was," said Mr.Longhurst, patting him kindly on the shoulder, like a gratified uncle.

"Well, you can drop out now; we take hold ourselves.

You can run it up to five thousand; and if he likes to go beyond that, he's welcome to the bargain." "By the by, who is he ?" asked Pinkerton.

"He looks away down." "I've sent Billy to find out." And at the very moment Mr.Longhurst received from the hands of one of the expensive young gentlemen a folded paper.

It was passed round from one to another till it came to me, and I read: "Harry D.Bellairs, Attorney-at-Law; defended Clara Varden; twice nearly disbarred." "Well, that gets me!" observed Mr.Longhurst.