Let me ask you seriously, what was it you warned me against ?" "_Propino tibi salulem_--here's to you.

No, but let me ask you what you are at, Mr.Hycy?
You may have resaved an anonymous letter, but I am ignorant why you should paternize it upon me." "Why, because it has all the marks and tokens of you." "Eh ?--to what does that amount?
Surely you know my handwriting ?" "Perfectly; but this is disguised evidently." "Faith," said the other, laughing, "maybe the inditer of it was disguised when he wrote it." "It might be," replied Hycy; "however, take your liquor, and in the mean time I shall feel exceedingly obliged to you, Mr.Finigan, if you will tell me the truth at once--whether you wrote it or whether you did not ?" "My response again is in the negative," replied Finigan--"I disclaim it altogether.

I am not the scribe, you may rest assured of it, nor can I say who is." "Well, then," said Hycy, "I find I must convict you yourself of the fabulous at least; read that," said he, placing the letter in his own hands.

"Like a true Irishman you signed your name unconsciously; and now what have you to say for yourself ?" "Simply," replied the other, "that some knave, of most fictitious imagination, has forged my name to it.

No man can say that that is my manuscription, Mr.Hycy." These words he uttered with great coolness; and Hycy, who was in many things a shrewd young fellow, deemed it better to wait until the liquor, which was fast disappearing, should begin to operate.