Miss blusht--what a happy dog he was--Miss blusht crimson, and then he sighed deeply, and began eating his turbat and lobster sos.

Master was a good un at flumry, but, law bless you! he was no moar equill to the old man than a mole-hill is to a mounting.

Before the night was over, he had made as much progress as another man would in a ear.

One almost forgot his red nose and his big stomick, and his wicked leering i's, in his gentle insiniwating woice, his fund of annygoats, and, above all, the bewtific, morl, religious, and honrabble toan of his genral conservation.

Praps you will say that these ladies were, for such rich pipple, mightaly esaly captivated; but recklect, my dear sir, that they were fresh from Injar,--that they'd not sean many lords,--that they adoared the peeridge, as every honest woman does in England who has proper feelinx, and has read the fashnabble novvles,--and that here at Paris was their fust step into fashnabble sosiaty.
Well, after dinner, while Miss Matilda was singing "Die tantie," or "Dip your chair," or some of them sellabrated Italyian hairs (when she began this squall, hang me if she'd ever stop), my lord gets hold of Lady Griffin again, and gradgaly begins to talk to her in a very different strane.
"What a blessing it is for us all," says he, "that Algernon has found a friend so respectable as your ladyship." "Indeed, my lord; and why?
I suppose I am not the only respectable friend that Mr.Deuceace has ?" "No, surely; not the only one he HAS HAD: his birth, and, permit me to say, his relationship to myself, have procured him many.