Oh, what a precious liar and villain he is! And what a fool I've been!" The day passed more slowly than it seemed possible for any day to pass; always the man in the shop; always the deep eyes of the silent Hindoo upon him.

It was a relief when, once, Mr.Chalker looked in and surveyed the shelves with a suspicious air, and asked if the old man had by this time listened to reason.
It is the business of him who makes plunder out of other men's distresses--as the jackal feeds upon the offal and the putrid carcass--to know as exactly as he can how his fellow-creatures are situated.

For this reason such a one doth diligently inquire, listen, pick up secrets, put two and two together, and pry curiously into everybody's affairs, being never so happy as when he gets an opportunity of going to the rescue of a sinking man.

Thus among those who lived in good repute about the lower end of the King's Road, none had a better name than Mr.Emblem, and no one was considered to have made more of his chances.

And it was with joy that Mr.Chalker received Joe one evening and heard from him the dismal story, that if he could not find fifty pounds within a few hours, he was ruined.