"What next ?" "I was the sole relative of my uncle, and heir to great wealth.

Pampered with every luxury, I was on a footing of----" "One minute," interrupted Kent, rapidly analysing as he listened.

"How many legs had you then ?" "Two--on a footing of ease and indolence.

I soon lost----" "Your leg," said Throgton.

"Mr.Kelly, pray come to the essential things." "I will," said the sailor.