olite likewise to my master--never venturing once to
be jellows of him, or to question my Lady Griffin's right to change her
lover, if she choase to do so.

Thus, then, matters stood; master had two strinx to his bo, and might
take either the widdo or the orfn, as he preferred: com bong lwee
somblay, as the Frentch say. His only pint was to discover how the money
was disposed off, which evidently belonged to one or other, or boath.
At any rate he was sure of one; as sure as any mortal man can be in this
sublimary spear, where nothink is suttin except unsertnty.

. . . . . .

A very unixpected insident here took place, which in a good deal changed
my master's calkylations.

One night, after conducting the two ladies to the oppra, after suppink
of white soop, sammy-deperdrow, and shampang glassy (which means eyced),
at their house in the Plas Vandom, me and master droav hoam in the cab,
as happy as possbill.

"Chawls you d----d scoundrel," says he to me (for he was in an exlent
humer), "when I'm married, I'll dubbil your wagis."

This he might do, to be sure, without injuring himself, seeing that he
had us yet never paid me any. But, what then? Law bless us! things
would be at a pretty pass if we suvvants only lived on our WAGIS; our
puckwisits is the thing, and no mistake.

I ixprest my gratitude as best I could; swoar that it wasn't for wagis
I served him--that I would as leaf weight upon him for nothink; and that
never, never, so long as I livd, would I, of my own accord, part from
such an exlent master. By the time these two spitches had been made--my
spitch and his--we arrived at the "Hotel Mirabeu;" which, us every body
knows, ain't very distant from the Plas Vandome. Up we marched to our
apartmince, me carrying the light and the cloax, master hummink a hair
out of the oppra, as merry as a lark.

I opened the door of our salong. There was lights already in the room;
an empty shampang bottle roalin on the floar, another on the table; near
which the sofy was drawn, and on it lay a stout old genlmn, smoaking
seagars as if he'd bean in an inn tap-room.

Deuceace (who abommunates seagars, as I've already shown) bust into
a furious raige against the genlmn, whom he could hardly see for the
smoak; and, with a number of oaves quite unnecessary to repeat, asked
him what bisniss he'd there.

The smoaking chap rose, and, laying down his seagar, began a ror of
laffin, and said, "What! Algy m