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"Delighted to see you, Bev," said he heartily, "pray sit down, my

dear fellow--sit anywhere--no, not there--that's the toast, deuce

take it! Oh, never mind a chair, bed'll do, eh? Yes, I', Bev,--but then I was so late last night that I

was devilish early, and I' up for it,--must have steady

nerves for the fifteenth, you know Ah, and that reminds hed over it

"I' from a rather sharp attack of Romanism, my dear fellow,

ain, Bev, and then, I dropped two

hundred pounds in Jerht"

"Dropped it! Do you mean you lost it, or were you robbed?" inquired

Barnabas the Simple Nohen he said this, the Viscount stared at

hiray

eyes, he smiled all at once and shook his head

"Gad!" he exclaie fellow you are, Bev And yet I

wouldn't have you altered, no, da You ask

me 'did I lose it, or was I robbed?' I answer you,--both, my dear

fellow It was a case of sharps and flats, and--I was the flat"