A spare old lady, with very bright eyes and a mouth humorously compressed, waited upon the lawyer's needs; in every line of her countenance she betrayed the fact that she was an old retainer; in every word that fell from her lips she flaunted the glorious circumstance of a Scottish origin; and the fear with which this powerful combination fills the boldest was obviously no stranger to the bosom of our friend.

The hot Scotch having somewhat warmed up the embers of the Heidsieck.

It was touching to observe the master's eagerness to pull himself together under the servant's eye; and when he remarked, 'I think, Teena, I'll take a brandy and soda,' he spoke like a man doubtful of his elocution, and not half certain of obedience.
'No such a thing, Mr Michael,' was the prompt return.

'Clar't and water.' 'Well, well, Teena, I daresay you know best,' said the master.

'Very fatiguing day at the office, though.' 'What ?' said the retainer, 'ye never were near the office!' 'O yes, I was though; I was repeatedly along Fleet Street,' returned Michael.
'Pretty pliskies ye've been at this day!' cried the old lady, with humorous alacrity; and then, 'Take care--don't break my crystal!' she cried, as the lawyer came within an ace of knocking the glasses off the table.
'And how is he keeping ?' asked Michael.
'O, just the same, Mr Michael, just the way he'll be till the end, worthy man!' was the reply.