Hawes bowed with a gratified air.
“I will complete the inspection to-morrow.”
Hawes accompanied the gentlemen to the outside gate. Here Mr. Williams turned. For the last minute or two he had been in the throes of an idea, and now he delivered himself of it.
“It would be well if Josephs' gruel were not made so strong for him.”
Mr. Williams was not one of those who often say a great thing, but this deserves immortality, and could I confer immortality this of Williams' should never die! Unlike most of the things we say, it does not deserve ever to die—
“IT WOULD BE WELL IF JOSEPHS' GRUEL WERE NOT MADE SO STRONG FOR HIM!!”
CHAPTER XII.
“WILL you eat your mutton with me to-day, Palmer?” said Mr. Williams at the gate of the jail.
“I should be very happy, but I am engaged to dine with the lord-lieutenant.”