a public school) inside, smoking cigars; the messenger on the box beside
the driver.

'Let me see,' said Mortimer, as they went along; 'I have been, Eugene,
upon the honourable roll of solicitors of the High Court of Chancery,
and attorneys at Common Law, five years; and--except gratuitously taking
instructions, on an average once a fortnight, for the will of Lady
Tippins who has nothing to leave--I have had no scrap of business but
this romantic business.'

'And I,' said Eugene, 'have been "called" seven years, and have had no
business at all, and never shall have any. And if I had, I shouldn't
know how to do it.'

'I am far from being clear as to the last particular,' returned
Mortimer, with great composure, 'that I have much advantage over you.'

'I hate,' said Eugene, putting his legs up on the opposite seat, 'I hate
my profession.'

'Shall I incommode you, if I put mine up too?' returned Mortimer. 'Thank
you. I hate mine.'

'It was forced upon me,' said the gloomy Eugene, 'because it was
understood that we wanted a barrister in the family. We have got a
precious one.'

'It was forced upon me,' said Mortimer, 'because it was understood that
we wanted a solicitor in the family. And we have got a precious one.'