'You can stay at Bewley all night, and then it is but a few miles on in the morning.' 'And whativer am I to do for clothin' ?' asked Leather, adding, 'I've nothin' with me--nothin' nouther for oss nor man.' 'Oh, the ostler'll lend you what you want,' replied Sponge, in a tone of determination, adding, 'you can make shift for one night surely ?' 'One night surely!' retorted Leather.

'D'ye think an oss can't be ruined in one night ?--humph!' 'I'll risk it,' said Sponge.
'But I won't,' replied Leather, blowing the foam from the tankard, and taking a long swig at the ale.

'I thinks I knows my duty to my gov'nor better nor that,' continued he, setting it down.

'I'll not see his waluable 'unters stowed away in pigsties--not I, indeed.' The fact was.

Leather had an invitation to sup with the servants at Jawleyford Court that night, and he was not going to be done out of his engagement, especially as Mr.Sponge only allowed him two shillings a day for expenses wherever he was.
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