Bless his old face! such a puffickly good-natured, kind-hearted, merry, selfish old scoundrel, I never shall see again.
His lordship was quite right in saying to master that "Lady Griffin hadn't done with him." No moar she had.

But she never would have thought of the nex game she was going to play, IF SOMEBODY HADN'T PUT HER UP TO IT.

Who did?
If you red the above passidge, and saw how a venrabble old genlmn took his hat, and sauntered down the Plas Vandome (looking hard and kind at all the nussary-maids--buns they call them in France--in the way), I leave you to guess who was the author of the nex scheam: a woman, suttnly, never would have pitcht on it.
In the fuss payper which I wrote concerning Mr.Deuceace's adventers, and his kind behayvior to Messrs.

Dawkins and Blewitt, I had the honor of laying before the public a skidewl of my master's detts, in witch was the following itim: "Bills of xchange and I.O.U.'s, 4963L.0s.

0d." The I.O.U.se were trifling, say a thowsnd pound.