"We'll meet," says he, "at your chambers.

But mind, my dear fello, not too much wine: I can't stand it at any time, especially when I have to play ecarte with YOU." Pore Dawkins left our rooms as happy as a prins.

"Here, Charles," says he, and flung me a sovring.

Pore fellow! pore fellow! I knew what was a-comin! But the best of it was, that these 13 sovrings which Dawkins won, MASTER HAD BORROWED THEM FROM MR.

BLEWITT! I brought 'em, with 7 more, from that young genlmn's chambers that very morning: for, since his interview with master, Blewitt had nothing to refuse him.
Well, shall I continue the tail?
If Mr.Dawkins had been the least bit wiser, it would have taken him six months befoar he lost his money; as it was, he was such a confunded ninny, that it took him a very short time to part with it.
Nex day (it was Thursday, and master's acquaintance with Mr.Dawkins had only commenced on Tuesday), Mr.Dawkins, as I said, gev his party,--dinner at 7.