me look at your honour's head; I knows what a confusion is better nor any of 'em."
The Corporal having obtained permission, now removed the bandages wherewith the Doctor had bound his intended sacrifice to Pluto, and after peering into the wounds for about a minute, he thrust out his under lip, with a contemptuous,
"Pshaugh! augh! And how long," said he, "does Master Fillgrave say you be to be under his hands,—augh!"
"He gives me hopes that I may be taken out an airing very gently, (yes, hearses always go very gently!) in about three weeks!" The Corporal started, and broke into a long whistle. He then grinned from ear to ear, snapped his fingers, and said,
"Man of the world, Sir,—man of the world every inch of him!"
"He seems resolved that I shall be a man of another world," said Walter.
"Tell ye what, Sir—take my advice—your honour knows I be no fool—throw off them ere
