But we had no money--not a crown between us--and we must stake gold with the host of the "Plume of Feathers;" and the long and the short of it was, I never could tell how he put it into our heads, to pledge some of the silver spoons and a gold chain of the master's, intending to take them out when we won the money.
Well, Strawberry lost, and we were left in the lurch.

So we told Mr.
Archer how it was; for he was an off-handed man when he had anything in view, and he told us, as we thought, he'd help us if we lost.

"Help you," says he, with a sort of laugh he had, "I want help myself; I haven't a guinea, and I'm afraid you'll be hanged: and then," says he, "stay a bit, and I'll find a way." 'I think he _was_ in a bad plight just then himself; he was awful expensive with horses and--and--other things; and I think there was a writ, or maybe more, out against him, from other places, and he wanted a lump of money in his hand to levant with, and go abroad.

Well, listen, and don't be starting, or making a row, Sir,' and a sulky, lowering, hang-dog shadow, came over Irons.

'Your father, Lord Dunoran, played cards; his partner was Mr.Charles Archer.