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will do." "Why," says he, "that Chiswick, Farragan's council (Farragan was the plaintiff, a damned Scotch Highlander; 'perhaps you know him, sir.' 'Oh, very well,' said Hamilton) was not at all captious." "With that I agreed; but what do you think? Chiswick was laying a trap all the time. Dingwal having finished what we had agreed, Chiswick began that damned cross-questioning, and dodged and winded the poor fellow so about, that on the Monday, as ill luck would have it, the poor man swore the direct contrary to what he had done on the Saturday. Chiswick had not lain by for nothing, and from the award, it was evident that the arbitrator believed my friend Dingwal against me, though he would not believe him for me. However, I cannot blame Dingwal; he had the good will, and if it had not been for Chiswick's cross-