My private store is quite gone, except three of my favourite rufuses, which I shall take before I go to bed to-night.

Unluckily, my purse is as empty as my phials." "I can lend you a little money," said Patience.

"I haven't touched my last year's wages.

They are quite at your service." "You are too good," replied Blaize; "but I won't decline the offer.

I heard a man crying a new anti-pestilential elixir, as he passed the house yesterday.