for my trunks; I shall go to an
hotel.--You may come in now, policeman; Mr. Morgan and I have arranged
our little dispute. If Mrs. Brixham will sign this paper, and you,
policeman, will do so, I shall be very much obliged to you both. Mrs.
Brixham, you and your worthy landlord, Mr. Morgan, are quits. I wish you
joy of him. Let Frosch come and pack the rest of the things."

Frosch, aided by the Slavey, under the calm superintendence of Mr.
Morgan, carried Major Pendennis's boxes to the cabs in waiting; and
Mrs. Brixham, when her persecutor was not by, came and asked a Heaven's
blessing upon the Major, her preserver, and the best and quietest and
kindest of lodgers. And having given her a finger to shake, which the
humble lady received with a curtsey, and over which she was ready
to make a speech full of tears, the Major cut short that valedictory
oration, and walked out of the house to the hotel in Jermyn Street,
which was not many steps from Morgan's door.

That individual, looking forth from the parlour-window, discharged
anything but blessings at his parting guest; but the stout old boy could
afford not to be frightened at Mr. Morgan, and flung him a look of great
contempt and humour as he strutted away with his cane.

Major Pendennis had not quitted his house of Bury Street many hours, and
Mr. Morgan was enjoying his otium in a dignified manner, surveying
the evening fog, and smoking a cigar, on the door-steps, when Arthur
Pendennis, Esq., the hero of this history, made his appearance at the
well-known door.

"My uncle out, I suppose, Morgan?" he said to the functionary; knowing
full well that to smoke was treason, in the presence of the Major.

"Major Pendennis is hout, sir," said Morgan, with gravity, bowing, but
not touching the elegant cap which he wore. "Major Pendennis have left
this ouse to-day, sir, and I have no longer the honour of being in his
service, sir."

"Indeed, and where is he?"

"I believe he ave taken tempory lodgings at Cox's otel, in Jummin
Street," said Mr. Morgan; and added, after a pause, "Are you in town
for some time, pray, sir? Are you in Chambers? I should like to have
the honour of waiting on you there: and would be thankful if you would
favour me with a quarter of an hour."

"Do you want my uncle to take you back?" asked Arthur, insolent and
good-natured.

"I want no such thing; I'd see him----" The man glared at him for a
minute, but he stopped. "No, sir, thank you," he said