"You don't want me any more ?" "No, thank you," said I.
"As I keep the cash," Mr.Wemmick observed, "we shall most likely meet pretty often.

Good day." "Good day." I put out my hand, and Mr.Wemmick at first looked at it as if he thought I wanted something.

Then he looked at me, and said, correcting himself,-- "To be sure! Yes.

You're in the habit of shaking hands ?" I was rather confused, thinking it must be out of the London fashion, but said yes.
"I have got so out of it!" said Mr.Wemmick,--"except at last.

Very glad, I'm sure, to make your acquaintance.