'I'm pretty sure of it,' exclaimed Mr. Britain.

'0h! I dare say you're right,' said Clemency. 'I don't pretend to none. I don't want any.'

Benjamin took his pipe from his lips, and laughed till the tears ran down his face. 'What a natural you are, Clemmy!' he said, shaking his head, with an infinite relish of the joke, and wiping his eyes. Clemency, without the littleest inclination to dispute it, did the like, and laughed as heartily as he.

'I can't help liking you,' exclaimed Mr. Britain; 'you're a regular good creature in your way, so shake arms, Clem. Whatever happens, I'll always take notice of you, and be a friend to you.'