Are you aware, besides, that the concern is tottering ?" "The manufactory! No--is that possible ?" "It is a fact; but you know not how honest Solomon and I have been at work.

It is tottering, Lieutenant M'Clutchy, and in a short time you will see what you shall see." "Well," said Phil, "so far everything is turning out very fortunate for us--but I think, Captain, that you are one of those men who are born under what they call a lucky planet;--eh?
old boy ?" "Well, I think so; but in the meantime see Poll Doolin, and after that pay a visit to my father.

The old scoundrel is upon his last legs, and there can be no harm in paying him some attention now.

You are not a favorite of his; so smooth him down as much as you can.

I don't myself expect that he will remember either of us in his will; but, as he is hasty and capricious, it is difficult to say what effect a favorable impression might have upon him." "Neither are you a favorite with Isabel, or Jezabel, as he calls her." "No, I made a bad move there--but, after all, what did I, or rather, what could I lose by neglecting her?
Did she not succeed in banishing every one of his relatives from about him?
It was neither her interest nor her inclination to keep in with his friends:--go and see him, at all events; reconnoitre, and report accordingly--and now if these fellows are come let them be sent in." Phil accordingly withdrew to follow up his own speculations, and in a few minutes our friends, who so bravely distinguished themselves in the widow's cabin, entered the office.