Be sure, dear Algernon, that they will be through life your greatest comfort, as well as your best worldly ally; consoling you in misfortune, cheering you in depression, aiding and inspiring you to exertion and success.
"I am sorry, truly sorry, that my account at Coutts's is so low, just now, as to render a payment of your allowance for the present impossible.

I see by my book that I owe you now nine quarters, or 450L.
Depend on it, my dear boy, that they shall be faithfully paid over to you on the first opportunity.
"By the way, I have enclosed some extracts from the newspapers, which may interest you: and have received a very strange letter from a Mr.
Blewitt, about a play transaction, which, I suppose, is the case alluded to in these prints.

He says you won 4700L.

from one Dawkins: that the lad paid it; that he, Blewitt, was to go what he calls 'snacks' in the winning; but that you refused to share the booty.

How can you, my dear boy, quarrel with these vulgar people, or lay yourself in any way open to their attacks?
I have played myself a good deal, and there is no man living who can accuse me of a doubtful act.