for her money." "I _will_ write, sir,--upon my word and honour, I will write." "Well, as your honour is passed, you must, I suppose; for never break your word--no, not in a trifle, Titmarsh.

Send me up the letter when you have done, and I'll frank it--upon my word and honour I will," says Mr.
Brough, laughing, and holding out his hand to me.
I took it, and he pressed mine very kindly--"You may as well sit down here," says he, as he kept hold of it; "there is plenty of paper." And so I sat down and mended a beautiful pen, and began and wrote, "Independent West Diddlesex Association, June 1822," and "My dear Aunt," in the best manner possible.

Then I paused a little, thinking what I should next say; for I have always found that difficulty about letters.
The date and My dear So-and-so one writes off immediately--it is the next part which is hard; and I put my pen in my mouth, flung myself back in my chair, and began to think about it.
"Bah!" said Brough, "are you going to be about this letter all day, my good fellow?
Listen to me, and I'll dictate to you in a moment." So he began:-- "My Dear Aunt,--Since my return from Somersetshire, I am very happy indeed to tell you that I have so pleased the managing director of our Association and the Board, that they have been good enough to appoint me third clerk--" "Sir!" says I.
"Write what I say.

Mr.Roundhand, as has been agreed by the board yesterday, quits the clerk's desk and takes the title of secretary and actuary.

Mr.Highmore takes his place; Mr.Abednego follows him; and I place you as third clerk--as "third clerk (write), with a salary of a hundred and fifty pounds per annum.