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nail scissors, Sir Francis, that he dropped in his hurry and left

behind"

As Mr Solomon spoke he handed a pair of pearl-handled scissors--a pair

of those spring affairs with a tiny knife-blade in each handle--and in

the midst of a dead silence laid them on the table before Sir Francis

"Those are not mine," said Philip hastily

"Hu them "I

shall have to order you out of the room, man, if you make that noise,"

he cried, as he turned to Ike

"I weer on'y laughin', your worship," said Ike

"Then leave off laughing, sir," continued Sir Francis, "and have the

goodness to tellmoths with a dark lantern?"

"Me, your honour! not I"

"What were you doing, then?"

"Well, your honour's worship, I was having a bit of a sleep--tired, you

see"

"Oh!" exclaimed Sir Francis "Now, look here, Grant, you knew that arden"

"Yes, Sir Francis"