the customers find their own blemishes, and take the responsibility."
"I shall always act according to my own judgment in such cases, Mr. Quirk," replied Guly, taking his hat, and leaving the young gentleman to pour out his advice to an unoccupied counter. Arthur had gone to dinner before him; so Guly trudged on alone, and, on entering the restaurant, found Wilkins seated at the little table, which the three so frequently shared together, by himself.
"Where's Arthur?" inquired Guly, anxiously.
"He finished before me to-day, for a wonder," returned Wilkins, smiling, "and went out some time since; you probably passed each other on opposite sides of the way."
This last suggestion quite comforted Guly, whose apprehensions for his brother had, of late, become most painfully awakened, and he fell off into conversation with his companion, upon the various topics which chanced to present themselves to their minds.
Suddenly Wilkins looked up, and remarked:—
"I have an engagement for you to-night, Guly."
"For me! what is it, pray?"
"Guess."
"Oh, I never can. You must tell me, if you ever expect me to know."