analyze for himself if so disposed,) I am grieved to have to say, that when all the young men saw that Tag-rag would be gratified by their cutting poor Titmouse, who, with all his little vanities, fooleries, and even selfishness, had never personally offended or injured any of themthey did cut him; and, when Tag-rag observed it, his miserable mind was unspeakably gratified with what they had done and he spoke to all of them with unusual blandness; to the sinner, Titmouse, with augmented bitterness and sternness.

CHAPTER II.

A FEW minutes after ten o'clock that night, a gentle ringing at the bell of Messrs. Quirk, Gammon, and Snap's office, announced the arrival of poor Titmouse. The door was quickly opened by a very fashionably dressed clerk, who seemed in the act of quitting for the night.

“Ah— Mr. Titmouse, I presume?" he inquired, with a kind of deference in his manner to which Titmouse had never been accustomed.

"The same, sir - Tittlebat Titmouse."

"Oh! allow me, sir, to show you in to Messrs. Quirk, Gammon, and Snap; I know they're expecting to see you. It's not often they 're here so late! Walk in, sir With this he led the way to an inner room, and opening a green-baize door in the farther side of it, announced and showed in Mr. Titmouse, and left him sufficiently flustered. Three gentlemen were sitting at a large table, on which he saw, by the strong but circumscribed light of two shaded candlesticks, were lying a great number of papers and parchments. The three gentlemen rose when he entered, Mr. Quirk and Mr. Snap involuntarily starting on first catching sight of the figure of Titmouse: Mr. Gammon came and shook hands with him.

"Mr. Titmouse," said he, with a very polite air, "let me introduce you to Mr. Quirk”. (This was the senior partner, a short, stout elderly gentleman, dressed in black, with a shining bald crown fringed with white hair,

and sharp black eyes, and who looked very earnestly, nay, with even a kind of dismay, at him) "and Mr. Snap

SO

(This was the junior partner, having recently been promoted to be such after ten years' service in the office, as managing clerk: he was about thirty, particularly well dressed, slight, active, and with a face like a terrier hard, sharp, and wiry!) Of Mr. Gammon himself, I have already given the reader a slight notion. He appeared altogether a different style of person from both his partners. He was of most gentlemanly person and bearing —and at once acute, cautious, and insinuating — with a certain something about the eye, which had from the first made Titmouse feel uneasy on looking at him.

"A seat, sir," said Mr. Quirk, rising, and placing a chair for him, on which he sat down, they resuming theirs.

"You are punctual, Mr. Titmouse! exclaimed Mr. Gammon, kindly; more so than, I fear, you were yesterday, after our long interview, eh? Pray what did that worthy person, Mr. Rag-bag - or whatever his name is say on your return?"

"Say, gents?"- (he tried to clear his throat, for he spoke somewhat more thickly, and his heart beat more perceptibly than usual)" Meaning no offence - I'm ruined by it, and no mistake."

"Ruined! I'm sorry to hear it," interposed Mr. Gammon, with a concerned air.

"I am, indeed, sir. Such a towering rage as he has been in ever since; and he's given me warning to go on the 10th of next month." He thought he observed a faint smile flit over the faces of all three. "He has,

indeed!"

"Dear me, Mr. Titmouse!

- Did he allege any reason

for dismissing you?" keenly inquired Mr. Quirk.

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'Stopping out longer than I was allowed, and refusing to tell him what this gentleman and I had been talking about."

"Don't think that 'll do; sure it won't!" briskly exclaimed Mr. Snap; no just cause of dismissal that,” and he jumped up, whisked down a book from the shelves behind him, and eagerly turned over the leaves.

"Never mind that now, Mr. Snap," said Mr. Quirk, rather petulantly; "surely we have other matters to talk about to-night!"

"Asking pardon, sir, but I think it does matter to me, sir," interposed Titmouse; "for on the 10th of next month I'm a beggar― being next door to it now.”

"Not quite, we trust," said Mr. Gammon, with a benignant smile.

"But Mr. Tag-rag said he 'd make me as good as one.” "That's evidence to show malice," again eagerly interjected Mr. Snap, who was a second time tartly rebuffed by Mr. Quirk; even Mr. Gammon turning towards him with a surprised—“Really, Mr. Snap!"

"So Mr. Tag-rag said he'd make you a beggar?” inquired Mr. Quirk.

"He vowed he would, sir! - He did, as true as the gospel, sir!"

"Ha, ha, ha!" laughed Mr. Quirk and Mr. Gammon but such a laugh! not careless or hearty, but subdued, and with a dash of deference in it. "Well it perhaps may not signify much, by that time;" said Mr. Quirk, and laughed again, followed by the soft laugh of Mr. Gammon, and a kind of sharp quick sound, like a bark, from Mr. Snap.

'But, gents, you'll excuse me if I say I think it does signify to me, and a'n't any laughing matter, by any means!" quoth Titmouse, earnestly, and coloring with anger. "Without being rude, I'd rather come to busiVOL. I. - 4

ness, if there's any to be done, without so much laughing at one."

"Laughing at you! my dear sir, no, no!" exclaimed all three in a breath laughing with you," said Mr. Quirk! By the time you mention, you may perhaps be able to laugh at Mr. Rag-bag, and everybody else, for "

["No use mincing matters?" he whispered, in a low tone, to Mr. Gammon, who nodded, but in apparently very reluctant acquiescence, and fixed his eyes earnestly on Titmouse.]

"I really think we are warranted, sir, in preparing you to expect by that time- that is, you will understand, sir, if our efforts are successful in your behalf, and if you yield yourself implicitly in all things to our guidance that is absolutely essential a prospect we say at present, you will observe, only a prospect of a surprising and splendid change in your circumstances! " Titmouse began to tremble violently, his heart beat rapidly, and his hands were bedewed with a cold moisture.

"I hear, gents," said he, thickly; and he also heard a faint ringing in his ears.

"It's not impossible, sir, in plain English," continued Mr. Quirk, himself growing a little excited with the important communication which trembled on the tip of his tongue, "that you may at no distant time (if you really turn out to be the person we are in search of) be put into possession of an estate of somewhere about Ten Thousand a-year

as

The words seemed to have struck Titmouse blind he saw nothing for some moments; then everything appeared to be swimming around him, and he felt a sort of faintness or sickness stealing over him. They had hardly been prepared for their communication's affecting their little visitor so powerfully. Mr. Snap hastened out, and