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Rh to the 'Jolly Angler!' Give us thy hand, young Sir;—I shall be happy to blow a cloud with thee."

"With all due submission," said Mr. TomlinsinTomlinson [sic], "I think it may first be as well to introduce my pupil and friend to his future companions."

"You speak like a leary cove," cried Gentleman George, still squeezing our hero's hand; and, turning round in his elbow chair, he pointed to each member, as he severally introduced his guests to Paul—

"Here," said he,—"here's a fine chap at my right hand—(the person thus designated was a thin military-looking figure, in a shabby riding frock, and with a commanding, bold, aquiline countenance, a little the worse for wear)—here's a fine chap for you; Fighting Attie we calls him: he's a devil on the road. 'Halt—deliver—must and shall—can't and shan't—do as I bid you, or go to the devil,'—that's all Fighting Attie's palaver; and, 'sdeath, it has a wonderful way of coming to the point! A famous cull is my friend Attiean old soldierhas seen the world, and knows what is what; has lots of gumtion, and