last night) she'll put thee into black-hole, or ha' thee shot through the head.-Dang me! if I were not putrified to hear her."Advance three steps backwards, Humphry!" cried I-and march'd away as sulky as you please. Thee dost know thy canouvres, sir; but, wi' submission, I would not clap my head into a cannon's mouth, for the best she that ever follow'd a knapsack-and I be sure they'll be upon the watch for thee." Philip ponder'd on the purport of the lady's caution; and, unpractised as he was in the talent of intrigue, as well as free from vanity, he could not but regard it as a challenge from the fair one; but, in order to deceive his servant, he thank'd him for his advice, and promised to keep himself out of danger. CHAPTER XV. Cease, rude Boreas! blust'ring railer! G. A. STEVENS. "SOHO! soho! where are you, my boy, Travers?" cried Stanley, who rush'd into the room, follow'd by Vulture. eh? You look devilish pale. 66 Writing, Took too much, last night-and are not, yet, season'd." "I certainly took too much, which may account for my losing too much," said Philip. "You had infernal luck, there's no denying-Fortune is a skittish one, and will throw the best horseman going. Damn her! I have no reason to praise her! she clean'd me out of eighty thousand pounds, before I came to years of discretion." "Before you were of age, you had better have said," observed Vulture; " for you will never come to years of discretion." "The longer I remain otherwise, the greater is your chance-you ought to glory in my ignorance-eh, Bob?-But, you are jolting me out of my story. I say, that deep old dowager, Fortune, left me in as bad a condition as a spavin'd post-horsefor I did not know how to keep my legs.What then! whirl went her wheel, and up came a good estate, once more-and I wish may ever say I Iterum, iterum, iterumque !' To be sure, my second windfall is cursedly out at elbows-dipp'd for half it's valueand another year, or two, will completely dish me. Then I must cut and run, as many a good fellow has done before me.-The jade has been playing her tricks with you a little, Travers; but, pshaw! never mind-bad luck now, better another timeyou are but in training. Come, trim your chin, and buckle on your body clothesand let us have a stroll. Vulture would drag me here, on foot, though, he knows, I hate walking as I do the devil; and, as you may be of the same way of thinking, I wish to give you a treat." Philip made answer, it was his intention. to continue at home-having several letters to write, which demanded dispatch. "Rot your letters! don't sit poring over your pen and ink, like Tattersall's ledgerkeeper-but, come along," cried Stanley. 66 "Indeed, my dear Travers, you must give us your company," said VultureMy mother expects you; and Helen will row you well, when she sees you, if you are not as good as your word. We have, now, two hours good, so dress, and let us be off." Philip suffer'd himself to be persuaded; and accompanied these sprigs of fashion to town. "There goes a knowing one," said Stanley, pointing to a man, who pass'd them, in a lofty tandem-" he is as deep as the Northstar. You are new upon town, Travers how do you think that fellow first found means to make a splash ?" 66 "It is beyond me even to conjecture," replied Philip; possibly by jumping into a horsepond." 66 By informing against the non-resident clergy-hampering the pudding sleeves: that, with money-scrivening, and a few lucky hits upon the turf, put him in cash— and, now, he has the impudence to set up for a gentleman." "And is he countenanced in society?" ask'd Travers. "Countenanced?" return'd Stanley"You are very ignorant!" (Philip bow'd). "I beg your pardon!" continued the other, "but, while a man can command the king's countenance, there are few who will set their faces against him." By this time they were in Bond-Street; when a lady, passing them on horseback, drew forth an exclamation from our hero"that she was a prodigiously handsome young woman." "Oh! you flat!" cried Stanley. "Young! -She's old enough to be your mother, at |