"Tell us, Mr.Law, what and where shall we send thee when we have won thy last sixpence ?" "Good sir," said Law, "let us first of all have the joint." "I humbly crave a pardon, sir," said Pembroke.

"In this new sort of discourse I had forgot thine appetite.

We shall mend that at once.

Here, Simon! Go fetch up Mr.Law's brother, who waits below, and fetch two covers and a bit to eat.

Some of thy new Java berry, too, and make haste! We have much yet to do." "That have ye, if ye are to see the bottom of my purse more than once," said Law gaily.