You can see for yourselves; it is printed in the German character.' And he held the cutting out for verification, much as a conjuror passes a trick orange along the front bench.
'Hullo, old gentleman! Is this you ?' said Michael, laying his hand upon the orator's shoulder.
The figure turned with a convulsion of alarm, and showed the countenance of Mr Joseph Finsbury.

'You, Michael!' he cried.

'There's no one with you, is there ?' 'No,' replied Michael, ordering a brandy and soda, 'there's nobody with me; whom do you expect ?' 'I thought of Morris or John,' said the old gentleman, evidently greatly relieved.
'What the devil would I be doing with Morris or John ?' cried the nephew.
'There is something in that,' returned Joseph.

'And I believe I can trust you.

I believe you will stand by me.' 'I hardly know what you mean,' said the lawyer, 'but if you are in need of money I am flush.' 'It's not that, my dear boy,' said the uncle, shaking him by the hand.
'I'll tell you all about it afterwards.' 'All right,' responded the nephew.