and his basket, and prepared to start, with a satisfactory promise that he could know what he was about.
The landlord and some others had confidently concluded that they understood all about Christian now. He was a Transome's man, come to see after the bill-sticking in Transome's interest. The landlord, telling his yellow wife snappishly to open the door for the gentleman, hoped soon to see him again.
"This is a Transome's house, sir," he observed, "in respect of entertaining customers of that colour. I do my duty as a publican, which, if I know it, is to turn back no genelman's money. I say, give every genelman a chanch, and the more the merrier, in Parl'ment and out of it. And if anybody says they want but two Parl'ment men, I say it 'ud be better for trade if there was six of 'em, and voters according."
"Ay, ay," said Christian; "you're a sensible man, landlord. You don't mean to vote for Debarry then, eh?"
"Not nohow," said the landlord, thinking that where negatives were good the more you heard of them the better.
As soon as the door had closed behind Christian and his new companion, Tommy said,
