"If you don't help me, I'll be off as sure as fate! I have half a mind to cut the office from this moment.

Lend me a shilling, Blyth; and I'll toss up for it.

Heads--liberty and the fine arts! Tails--the tea-merchant!" "If you don't go back to the City to-day," said Valentine, "and stick to your engagements, I wash my hands of you--but if you wait patiently, and promise to show all the attention you can to your father's wishes, I'll teach you myself to draw from the Antique.

If somebody can be found who has influence enough with your father to get him to enter you at the Royal Academy, you must be prepared beforehand with a drawing that's fit to show.

Now, if you promise to be a good boy, you shall come here, and learn the A B C of Art, every evening if you like.