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The reply was “anything he chose to order:” but it subsequently proved that a steak or a chop would come most conveniently within the culinary capabilities of the establishment. Having accordingly agreed upon the materials for his dinner, the Colonel sate down, dolefully and despondingly enough, to read the newspaper in the wine-room. But scarcely had he commenced the perusal of a ponderous leading article on nothing at all, when he was startled by the sudden bursting forth of a stentorian voice just outside the window. He listened, and heard the following announcement duly and deliberately made :— *“Oyes! Oyes! Ovyes! This is to give no- tice that if any body has found an old pair of black breeches, new seated, which was took from the winder of Mac Hugh the tailor’s room, Number 3 in 10 Staircase, and will bring them to the crier, he shall receive a pot of half-an-half for his trouble and no questions axed, God save the King !” Old Yorke—for he it was who gave forth this very interesting and exciting announcement— paused fer a few moments—cleared his voice from a little huskiness that had seized upon it through too powerful a vociferation—and then commu- nicated another piece of intelligence to the ad- miring denizens of the Bench :— | “Oyes! Oyes! O yes! Know yeall whomit may consarn, and take notice, that a Free-and-Easy will be held to-night in the Brace, for the benefit of Mr. Peter Sniggles, who had the misfortune to cut his head open by falling dead drunk down No. 10 Staircase. The cheer will be taken by Mr. Joseph Tubbs at 8 @clock precisely, when several comic songs and other wocal harmony will take place. God save the King!” Old Yorke then passed on from the vicinage of the Coffee House to repeat the announcements in other parts of the building; and the Colonel learnt from the waiter who brought in his dinner that those announcements were really genuine and seriously meant, and not a mere hoax, as Malpas had at first imagined them to be. Having partaken of his meal, and while sipping the first glass of an execrable pint of Port, the Colonel was informed by the waiter that a genile- men wished to speak to him. “Who is he 2?” inquired Malpas. * Well, sir, he’s a lawyer as is well known in this here place,” answered the waiter, “and does a sight of business for genelmen in difficulties. He whispered to me to that he could get you out of quod in three or four days——” es a “Indeed |” ejaculated Malpas, his countenance brightening up. ‘ What is his name ?” “Mr. Joshua Jenkins,” answered the waiter. Shall I tell him to walk in?” es ee By all means,” responded the Colonel: “and — bring a clean glass, as perhaps Mr. Jenkins will do — me the favour to take some wine with me.” The waiter slid out of the room with a most praise-worthy alacrity, considering that he had to drag with hima pair of shoes down at the heels and a great deal too large for his feet. In a few minutes he returned, escorting a short seedy- looking individual, with very dirty linen and an unmistakable Jewish countenance. In fact, the personal appearance of this gentleman was by no means such as would have induced a cautious indi- vidual to trust him to get change for a five-pound note. gusted at this unpromising aspect of the man of business,—received him in a somewhat frigid and haughty fashion, just barely inviting him to be seated, but not choosing to take any notice of the circumstance of an extra glass being placed upon the table. Mr. Joshua Jenkins was however a The Colonel, therefore,—surprised and dis- | gentleman of the free and easy school; and at — once drawing a chair close up to the table, he ob- served, “ Well, Colonel, so you are lumbered at last !” “You speak as if you knew me, sir,” rematked Malpas, surveying him with undisguised disgust. “Oh! I know everybody by name about town,” replied Mr. Joshua Jenkins, with a cunning leer: ‘and therefore it was not likely that the fashion- able name of Malpas should remain strange to me. In fact, I knew when you was locked up over at Ikey’s; and I should have come to see you there, but I thought by your stopping at sucha place | you was making arrangements to get out. Now, however, that you have come over here I thought it high time to introduce myself. So here’s better luck to you, Colonel,” added Mr. Jenkins, coolly filing the glass and raising it to his lips: then with a familiar nod across the table, he tossed off the contents. “ And pray, sir,” inquired the Colonel, sinking back perfectly aghast at this King’s Bench ease and hail-fellow-well-met unceremoniousness,— | “and pray, sir,” he repeated in his usual drawling tone, “what can you do for me ?” “ Get you out of quod,” replied Jenkins, with a knowing wink as he refilled his glass. “Do you, then, know anybody who is likely to lend me five thousand guineas ?” inquired Malpas, surveying the seedy-looking lawyer with an expres- | sion of mingled incredulity and superciliousness. * Not I indeed,” returned Jenkins. ‘*I suppose you would not pay the debt if you could; but would rather get out, snap your fingers at your creditor, run over to France, and make him take a farthing in the pound.” “ But is it possible to manage this ?” exclaimed Malpas, somewhat staggered by the air of decision which the attorney assumed. “To be sure it is,” was the still more positive | response. “And how?” demanded Malpas, looking and speaking more civilly. By bail,” rejoined Mr. Jenkins: and he tossed | off two glasses of wine in rapid succession. “Ah! Ihave heard, by the b i that somethi (LN (€()