"You've given him a broken head, I perceive." "He'll scarcely need a plaister," replied Mrs.Maggot, laughing.

"Here, Bess, give me the cord, and I'll tie him to this chest of drawers.

I don't think he'll come to himself too soon.

But it's best to be on the safe side." "Decidedly so," replied Edgeworth Bess; "and I'll take this opportunity, while Jack's back is turned,--for he's grown so strangely particular,--of easing him of his snuff-box.

Perhaps," she added, in a whisper, as she appropriated the before-named article, "he has a pocket-book." "Hush!" replied Mrs.Maggot; "Jack will hear you.