But as A was sayin', if ye'll follie that trade, with the capital that A'm goin' to give ye, ye may live yet to be as rich as mysel'.

Ye see, ye would have always had a share of it when A was gone; it appears ye're needin' it now; well, ye'll get the less, as is only just and proper." Uncle Adam cleared his throat.

"This is very handsome, father," said he; "and I am sure Loudon feels it so.

Very handsome, and as you say, very just; but will you allow me to say that it had better, perhaps, be put in black and white ?" The enmity always smouldering between the two men at this ill-judged interruption almost burst in flame.

The stonemason turned upon his offspring, his long upper lip pulled down, for all the world, like a monkey's.