O, by the bye, I suppose you'll be wanting more cash for expenses," added Mr.Sheldon, with a sigh.

He took a five-pound note from his pocket-book, and gave it to me with a piteous air of self-sacrifice.

I know that he is poor, and that whatever money he does contrive to earn is extorted from the necessities of his needier brethren.

Some of this money he speculates upon the chances of the Haygarthian succession, as he his speculated his money on worse chances in the past.

"Three thousand pounds!" he said to me, as he handed me the poor little five-pound note; "think what a prize you are working for, and work your hardest.