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I don't mind if I have one myself, and so Charley had to order another chop and more stout. 'They have very nice sherry here, excellent sherry, said M'Ruen. 'The best, I think, in the city that's why I come here. 'Upon my honour, Mr. M'Ruen, I shan't have money to pay for it until I get some from you, said Charley, as he called for a pint of sherry.

He had often before bought bill stamps in vain, and in vain had paid for mutton chops and beer for Mr. M'Ruen's dinner; but he had never before, when doing so, been so hard pushed for money as he was now. He was determined to make a great attempt to gain his object. 'Nonsense, said he, getting up and standing so as to prevent M'Ruen from leaving the box; 'that's d nonsense.

He was sufficiently disinclined to speak to his cousin Alaric as to the merits either of Mr. Jabesh M'Ruen or of Miss Geraghty, but he could have been eloquent on either rather than whisper a word as to the third person who stood between him and the L20,000.

'Waiter, said he, 'pen and ink, and the waiter brought pen and ink. 'Not to-day, said Jabesh, wiping his mouth with the table-cloth. 'Not to-day, Mr. Tudor I really haven't time to go into it to- day and I haven't brought the other bills with me; I quite forgot to bring the other bills with me, and I can do nothing without them, and Mr. M'Ruen got up to go. But this was too much for Charley.

As they made their way to the house in Lombard Street which Mr. M'Ruen honoured by his account, Charley insisted on knowing how much he was to have for the bill.

There, walking to and fro slowly, he thought of his past career, of all the circumstances of his life since his life had been left to his own control, and of the absence of all hope for the future. What was he to do? He was deeply, inextricably in debt. That wretch, M'Ruen, had his name on bills which it was impossible that he should ever pay.

He shuffled into the room where Charley was standing with little short quick steps, and putting out his hand, just touched that of his customer, by way of going through the usual process of greeting. Some short statement must be made of Charley's money dealings with Mr. M'Ruen up to this period.

Charley stood with his back to the dog and duck, facing Winter, with Spring on his right and Autumn on his left; it was well that Summer was gone, no summer could have shed light on that miserable chamber. He knew that he would have to wait, and was not therefore impatient, and at the end of fifteen minutes Mr. M'Ruen shuffled into the room in his slippers.

Harry he knew would assist him, would at once pay Mr. Outerman's bill, and relieve him from all immediate danger; but the sense of what he already owed to Norman made him unwilling to incur further obligations; so he decided on sending for Mr. M'Ruen.

He went on with stoic resolution to the end of the street, determined to press home and put the last touch to 'Crinoline and Macassar; but as he went he thought of his interview with Mr. M'Ruen and of the five sovereigns still in his pocket, and altered his course.

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