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 were. But the deuce a bit would you ever tell me. So we have been sauntering and maundering up and down the street, one on one side, and t'other on t'other, in search of you; peeping and peering into every shop, and lounging and squinting at every window. We have had the devil of a job of it to find you, Demoiselle; we have, faith!—But my best sport will be to make Monsieur Surly look you full in the face, as I did myself, without knowing you! though he pretends that that's all one. The French always say that to every thing that they don't like; c'est egal! cries Monsieur, whenever he's put out of his way. However, old Surly stands to it, that he shall discover you in a twinkling; for he's got your description."

"My description?" Juliet repeated; in a tone of terrour.

"Ay; and there he is, faith! on t'other side the way! An old owl!" cried Riley; striding to the door, and calling aloud, "Surly! old Surly! Come over, Mounseer Surly!"