"A little. He sent me a copy, and as I'm in the habit of lighting my cigar or so occasionally with a leaf, why I can't help occasionally seeing a line—it seems quite first-rate.'"
"Indeed!" said Fool Stanliope, "I must get it."
"My dear Puff! I'm quite glad to find you here," said Mr. Cayenne, a celebrated reviewer, to Mr. Parthenopex Puff, a small litterateur and smaller wit. "Have you seen Middle Ages lately?"
"Not very lately," drawled Mr. Parthenopex. "I breakfasted with him before I left town, and met a Professor Bopp there, a very interesting man, and Principal of the celebrated University of Heligoland, the model of the London."
"Ah! indeed! talking of the London, is Foaming Fudge to come in for Westmoreland?"
"Doubtless! Oh! he's a prodigious fellow! What do you think Booby says? he says,
