"Hark ye, Blewitt. I know you to be one of the most infernal
thieves and scoundrels unhung. If you attempt to hector with me, I
will cane you; if you want more, I'll shoot you; if you meddle
between me and Dawkins, I will do both. I know your whole life,
you miserable swindler and coward. I know you have already won two
hundred pounds of this lad, and want all. I will have half, or you
never shall have a penny." It's quite true that master knew
things; but how was the wonder.

I couldn't see Mr. B.'s face during this dialogue, bein on the
wrong side of the door; but there was a considdrable paws after
thuse complymints had passed between the two genlmn,--one walkin
quickly up and down the room--tother, angry and stupid, sittin
down, and stampin with his foot.

"Now listen to this, Mr. Blewitt," continues master at last. "If
you're quiet, you shall have half this fellow's money: but venture
to win a shilling from him in my absence, or without my consent,
and you do it at your peril."

"Well, well, Mr. Deuceace," cries Dick, "it's very hard, and I must
say, not fair: the game was of my startin, and you've no right to
interfere with my friend."

"Mr. Blewitt, you are a fool! You professed yesterday not to know
this man, and I was obliged to find him out for myself. I should
like to know by what law of honor I am bound to give him up to
you?"

It was charmin to hear this pair of raskles talkin about HONOR. I