'I am instructed that the gentleman had for weeks past paid her attentions which, his station considered, could scarcely be honourable, and of which she had more than once expressed her dislike.

Under those circumstances, to expose her to his suit--but no more need be said,' the attorney added, breaking off and taking a pinch of snuff with great enjoyment, 'as she is leaving the city.' Mr.Thomasson had much ado to mask his chagrin under a show of contemptuous incredulity.

'The wench has too fine a conceit of herself!' he blurted out.

'Hark you, sir--this is a fable! I wonder you dare to put it about.

A gentleman of the station of my lord Dunborough's son does not condescend to the gutter!' 'I will convey the remark to my client,' said the attorney, bristling all over.
'Client!' Mr.Thomasson retorted, trembling with rage--for he saw the advantage he had given the enemy.