Sherrick's Marsala bottled three months after date, at two hundred and forty-six shillings the dozen." "Indeed, indeed it's not" (and now we are coming to an idea of the skeleton in poor Honeyman's closet--not that this huge handsome jolly Fred Bayham is the skeleton, far from it.

Mr.Frederick weighs fourteen stone).

"Indeed, indeed it isn't, Fred, I'm sure," sighs the other.

"You exaggerate, indeed you do.

The wine is not dear, not by any means so expensive as you say." "How much a glass, think you ?" says Fred, filling another bumper.