coach, what the devil have you to do with scruples?"
Clifford made no answer, and there was a long pause; perhaps he would not have spoken so frankly as he had done, if the wine had not opened his heart.
"How proud," renewed Tomlinson, "the good old matron at Thames Court will be if you marry a lady! you have not seen her lately?"
"Not for years," answered our hero: "Poor old soul! I believe that she is well in health, and I take care that she should not be poor in pocket."
"But why not visit her? Perhaps, like all great men, especially of a liberal turn of mind, you are ashamed of old friends, eh?"
"My good fellow, is that like me? Why you know the beaux of our set look askant on me for not keeping up my dignity, robbing only in company with well-dressed gentlemen, and swindling under the name of a Lord's nephew; no, my reasons are these:—first, you must know, that the old
