“Magnificent, sir; magnificent!”
“Then he’d better keep a ferry; bean’t no good at law.”
“Ah! I am afraid you are a little prejudiced. He’s a very learned man.”
“I wish he’d larned to open his mouth. Why, I got a duck can quack a devilish sight better un thic feller can talk.”
“Ha, how d’ye do, Mr. Swindle?” said a shabby-looking gentleman, who came up at this moment.
“Excuse me, sir; but you have the advantage of me,” said Alibi, winking.
“Dear me, how very strange, I thought you were Mr. Wideawake’s representative.”
“Ah!” said Mr. Alibi, laughing, “we are often taken for brothers—and yet, would you believe me, there is no relationship.”
“No?” said the gentleman.
“None, whatever. I think you’ll find him in the Second Court, if not, he’ll be there in a short time. I saw him only just now.”