"Here's Ele--don't leave him behind; wait for him!" He put him put of the door.

"There, my dear fellow, Condor's waiting for you! Good-night! Ten thousand thanks! A pretty friend of the people, hey?
Oh, you cunning dog! Good-night!" General Belch closed the door and returned to the drawing-room.

Abel Newt was sitting with one leg over the back of the chair, and a tumbler of brandy before him, smoking.
"God!" said Abel, laughing, as the General returned, "I wouldn't treat a dog as you do that man." "My dear Mr.Representative," returned Belch, "you, as a legislator and public man, ought to know that Order is Heaven's first law.".