He knows too many of that sort already; and is too fond of a bottle and a girl to resist and be honest when it comes to the pinch." "It's all true," said Mrs.Hayes.

"Tom's a high mettlesome fellow, and would no more mind a ride on Hounslow Heath than he does a walk now in the Mall." "Do you want him hanged, my dear ?" said Wood.
"Ah, Doctor!" "It IS a pity, and that's sure," concluded Mr.Wood, knocking the ashes out of his pipe, and closing this interesting conversation.

"It is a pity that that old skinflint should be in the way of both your fortunes; and he about to fling you over, too!" Mrs.Catherine retired musing, as Mr.Billings had previously done; a sweet smile of contentment lighted up the venerable features of Doctor Wood, and he walked abroad into the streets as happy a fellow as any in London..