THE AMOURS OF MR. DEUCEACE.


DIMOND CUT DIMOND.


The name of my nex master was, if posbil, still more ellygant and
youfonious than that of my fust. I now found myself boddy servant
to the Honrabble Halgernon Percy Deuceace, youngest and fifth son
of the Earl of Crabs.

Halgernon was a barrystir--that is, he lived in Pump Cort, Temple:
a wulgar naybrood, witch praps my readers don't no. Suffiz to say,
it's on the confines of the citty, and the choasen aboad of the
lawyers of this metrappolish.

When I say that Mr. Deuceace was a barrystir, I don't mean that
he went sesshums or surcoats (as they call 'em), but simply that
he kep chambers, lived in Pump Cort, and looked out for a
commitionarship, or a revisinship, or any other place that the Wig
guvvyment could give him. His father was a Wig pier (as the
landriss told me), and had been a Toary pier. The fack is, his
lordship was so poar, that he would be anythink or nothink, to get
provisions for his sons and an inkum for himself.

I phansy that he aloud Halgernon two hundred a year; and it would