"I don't know you, sir," said he to the ambassador.
"Do you doubt my honour, sir ?" said the Ensign, very fiercely.
"Why, sir," replied Mr.Hayes "I know little about it one way or other, but shall take it for granted, if you will explain a little more of this business." "I sildom condescind to explean," said Mr.Macshane, "for it's not the custom in my rank; but I'll explean anything in reason." "Pray, will you tell me in what regiment my son is enlisted ?" "In coorse.

In Colonel Wood's fut, my dear; and a gallant corps it is as any in the army." "And you left him ?" "On me soul, only three hours ago, having rid like a horse-jockey ever since; as in the sacred cause of humanity, curse me, every man should." As Hayes's house was seventy miles from Bristol, the old gentleman thought this was marvellous quick riding, and so, cut the conversation short.

"You have said quite enough, sir," said he, "to show me there is some roguery in the matter, and that the whole story is false from beginning to end." At this abrupt charge the Ensign looked somewhat puzzled, and then spoke with much gravity.

"Roguery," said he, "Misthur Hees, is a sthrong term; and which, in consideration of my friendship for your family, I shall pass over.

You doubt your son's honour, as there wrote by him in black and white ?" "You have forced him to write," said Mr.Hayes.
"The sly old divvle's right," muttered Mr.Macshane, aside.