CHAPTER XXX.
"Now, by two-headed Janus.
Nature hath named strange fellows in her time; Some that will ever more peep through their eyes, And laugh like parrots at a bagpiper; And others of such vinegar aspect, That they'll not show their teeth in way of smile, Though Nestor swear the jest be laughable." SHAKESPEARE.
The next forenoon Nicholas and his son left the inn in good time to keep their appointment.

The weather had changed, and the streets through which they passed were crowded with people who had taken advantage of the fine weather to prosecute business which had admitted of being postponed.
Nicholas, who stared every way except the right, received many shoves and pushes, at which he expostulated, without the parties taking even the trouble to look behind them as they continued their course.

This conduct produced a fit of reverie, out of which he was soon roused by another blow on the shoulder, which would twist him half round; and thus he continued in an alternate state of reverie and excitement, until he was dragged by Newton to his brother's chambers.

The clerk, who had been ordered to admit them, opened the parlour door, where they found Mr John Forster, sitting at his table, with his spectacles on, running through a brief.
"Your servant, young man .-- Nicholas Forster, I presume," said he, taking his eyes off the brief, and looking at Forster without rising from his chair.

"How do you do, brother ?" "Are you my brother John ?" interrogated Nicholas.
"I am John Forster," replied the lawyer.
"Well, then, I am really very glad to see you, brother," said Nicholas, extending his hand, which was taken with a "humph!"-- (A minute's pause.) "Young man, you're ten minutes past your time," said John, turning to Newton.