How are you, too, Mr Shanklin, pretty well ?" "Pretty fair," said Mr Shanklin.

"Come and have a drink, Durfy.

You look all in the blues.

Gone in love, I suppose, eh?
or been speculating on the Stock Exchange?
You shouldn't, you know, a respectable man like you." "He looks as if he'd been speculating in mud," said Mr Medlock, pointing to the unfortunate overseer's collar and hat, which still bore traces of his recent calamity.

"Never mind; we'll wash it off in the Bodega.