Here Mr. Scully (it may be exclaimed that he never made a speech withoutbragging about himself: and an excellent plan it is, for peoplecannot help believing you at last)--here, I say, Mr. Scully, whom hadone arm raised, felt himself suddenly tipped on the shoulder, andheard a voice saying, "Your money or your life!"

The honourable gentleman twirled round as if he had been shot; thepapers on which a great part of this impromptu was written droppedfrom his lifted arm, and some of them were actually borne on theair into neighbouring gardens. The man was, in fact, in the direstfright.