AND HIS FRIEND VERDANT GREEN.
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vidual had neither reciprocated his wink, nor made any movement towards assisting the old bald-pate into the car. He began to be suspicious. "Now, what do you
want me to be up to?" he added, as he grasped his stick; "and where do you want me to go, and why? I 'm generally game for anything, from pitch-and-toss to manslaughter; but I like to know the programme."
"It is a pleasant day for a country drive," said the
