“Dere!” said the Jew, as he finished writing, “all is done; only to say where it be paid,—what bank at London.”
“Well, that is a bit of a puzzle, I must own!” said Beecher, rubbing his chin with an air of doubt and hesitation.
“Where do de Lord Lackington keep his account?” asked the Jew; and the question was so artfully posed that Beecher Answered promptly,—
“Harmer and Gore's, Lombard Street, or Pall Mall, whichever you like.”
“Hanper and Gore. I know dem vaary well,—that will do; you do sign your name dere.”
“I wish I could persuade you that Annesley Beecher would be enough,—eh?”
“You write de name as der Davis say, and no oder!”
“Here goes, then! 'In for a penny,' as the proverb says,” muttered he; and in a bold, dashing hand, wrote “Lackington” across the bill.
