forward, and, bowing to the Justice, declared themselves ready to vouch for the thorough respectability, and unimpeachable character of Mr. Paul Lobkins, whom they had known, they said, for many years, and for whom they had the greatest respect. While Paul was surveying the persons of these kind friends, whom he never remembered to have seen before in the course of his life, the lawyer, who was a very sharp fellow, whispered to the magistrate, and that dignitary nodding as in assent, and eyeing the new comers, inquired the names of Mr. Lobkins' witnesses.
"Mr. Eustace Fitzherbert, and Mr. William Howard Russell," were the several replies.
Names so aristocratic produced a general sensation. But the impenetrable Justice calling the same Mr. Saunders he had addressed before, asked him to examine well the countenances of Mr. Lobkins' friends.
As the Alguazil eyed the features of the memorable Don Raphael and the illustrious Manuel Morales, when the former of those accomplished personages thought it convenient to assume the travelling dignity of an Italian Prince,
