tanner; if
I don't spend it, I'll keep it in remembrance of your sweet face. What,
you are going?--well, first let me whisper a word to you. If you have
any clies to sell at any time, I'll buy them of you; all safe with me; I
never 'peach, and scorns a trap; so now, dear, God bless you! and give
you good luck. Thank you for your pleasant company, and thank you for
the tanner."

CHAPTER XXXII.

"Tanner!" said I musingly, as I left the bridge; "Tanner! what can the
man who cures raw skins by means of a preparation of oak bark and other
materials have to do with the name which these fakers, as they call
themselves, bestow on the smallest silver coin in these dominions?
Tanner! I can't trace the connection between the man of bark and the
silver coin, unless journeymen tanners are in the habit of working for
sixpence a day. But I have it," I continued, flourishing my hat over my
head, "tanner, in this instance, is not an English word." Is it not
surprising that the language of Mr. Petulengro and of Tawno Chikno, is
continually coming to my assistance whenever I appear to be at a nonplus
with respect to the derivation of crabbed words? I have made out crabbed
words in AEschylus by means of the speech of Chikno and Petulengro, and
even in my Biblical researches I have derived no slight assistance from
it. It appears to be a kind of picklock, an open sesame, Tanner--Tawno!
the one is but a modification of the other; they were originally
identical, and have still much the same signification. Tanner, in the
language of the apple-woman, meaneth the smallest of English silver
coins; and Tawno, in the language of the Petulengros, though bestowed
upon the biggest of the Romans, according to strict interpretation,
signifieth a little child.

So I left the bridge, retracing my steps for a considerable way, as I
thought I had seen enough in the direction in which I had hitherto been
wandering.

[At last I came to a kind of open place from which three large streets
branched, and in the middle of the place stood the figure of a man on
horseback. It was admirably executed, and I stood still to survey it.

"Is that the statue of Cromwell?" said I to a drayman who was passing by,
driving a team of that enormous breed of horses which had struck me on
the bridge.

"Who?" said the man in a surly tone, stopping short.

"Cromwell," said I; "did you never hear of Oliver Cromwell?"

"Oh, Oliver," said the drayman, and a fi