"What a mass of letters you are about to destroy," he remarked.
Mr.Western took from his month the cigar he was smoking, and after puffing from between his lips a thin wreath of smoke, replied: "Some of the most atwocious scwawls that man ever attempted to pewuse,--weplies to the advertisement.

Out of the whole lot there wasn't more than a dozen amongst them that were weally pwesentable.

Here is one wemawkably well witten: I have desiwed the witer to call this morning at eleven.

I hope he will make as favouwable an impwession as his witing has done.

It is now almost eleven--I pwesume he will be here soon." Scarcely had Mr.Western finished speaking, ere the door opened, and Esther entered, followed by Charlie.