You are a man of the world inside and out, and were up to all kinds

of mischief before I was born. Your conscience is tanned like

South American leather - only you forgot to tan your liver, and

that, if you will believe me, is the seat of the annoyance."

"Rogue, rogue! bad boy!" said Mr. Huddlestone, shaking his finger.

"I am no precisian, if you come to that; I always hated a

precisian; but I never lost hold of something better through it

all. I have been a bad boy, Mr. Cassilis; I do not seek to deny