covered all over with diamond rings to his extremely aquiline nose,
inquired of Mr. Walker whether he saw anything green about his face?
intimating by this gay and good-humoured interrogatory his suspicion
of the unsatisfactory nature of the document handed over to him by
Mr. Walker.

"Hang it, sir!" says Mr. Walker, "go and get the cheque cashed, and
be quick about it. Send your man in a cab, and here's a half-crown
to pay for it." The confident air somewhat staggers the bailiff,
who asked him whether he would like any refreshment while his man
was absent getting the amount of the cheque, and treated his
prisoner with great civility during the time of the messenger's
journey.

But as Captain Walker had but a balance of two pounds five and
twopence (this sum was afterwards divided among his creditors, the
law expenses being previously deducted from it), the bankers of
course declined to cash the Captain's draft for two hundred and odd
pounds, simply writing the words "No effects" on the paper; on
receiving which reply Walker, far from being cast down, burst out
laughing very gaily, produced a real five-pound note, and called
upon his host for a bottle of champagne, which the two worthies
drank in perfect friendship and good-humour. The bottle was
scarcely finished, and the young Israelitish gentleman who acts as
waiter in Cursitor Street had only time to remove the flask and the
glasses, when poor Morgiana with a flood of tears rushed into her
husband's arms, and flung herself on his neck, and calling him her
"dearest, blessed Howard," would have fainted at his feet; but that
he, breaking out in a fury of oaths, asked her how, after getting
him into that scrape through her infernal extravagance, she dared to