It was just at this moment, and in the midst of the excitement caused by Monsieur Goupille's misfortune, that the door opened, and the attendant reappeared, followed by a young man in a large cloak.
The new-comer paused at the threshold, and gazed around him in evident surprise.
"Diable!" said Mr. Love, approaching, and gazing hard at the stranger.
"Is it possible?—You are come at last? Welcome!"
"But," said the stranger, apparently still bewildered, "there is some mistake; you are not—"
"Yes, I am Mr. Love!—Love all the world over. How is our friend Gregg? —told you to address yourself to Mr. Love,—eh?—Mum!—Ladies and gentlemen, an acquisition to our party. Fine fellow, eh?—Five feet eleven without his shoes,—and young enough to hope to be thrice married before he dies. When did you arrive?"
"To-day."
And thus, Philip Morton and Mr. William Gawtrey met once more.
CHAPTER II.
"Happy the man who, void of care and strife,
In silken or in leathern purse retains
A splendid shilling !"—The Splendid Shilling.
"And wherefore should they take or care for thought,
The unreasoning vulgar willingly obey,
And leaving toil and poverty behind.
Run forth by different ways, the blissful boon to find."
WEST'S Education.