I read the document--it ran as follows:--

“To Messrs. Scamp and Vamp.--_I hereby agree to purchase one copy

of your ‘Pillars of the Law from the Earliest Ages,’ profusely

illustrated, in one hundred and fifty-seven monthly parts, at seven

shillings and sixpence a part. I further agree to pay for this work

annually, at the rate of twelve parts in advance._”

There was a solemn and awful pause. Then I drew myself up to my full

height, and in a voice of thunder _ordered him out_! I know not _how_

he disappeared--in a moment he had vanished, portfolio and all!

Rather fatigued after my late exertions, I called to my clerk, and with

weary haughtiness desired him to bring me my brief, as I wished to

“glance through the papers.”

“Your brief, sir?” he returned. “Oh, I should have told you, sir, that,

while you were talking to the man with the engravings, they called to

see you. They said they were in a hurry, and as you were engaged, they

would take it to some one else.”

“Take it to some one else!” My maiden brief!

At this point I must pause--for the moment, I can write no more!

Mr. Punch in Wig and Gown: The Lighter Side of Bench and Bar · 第 87 / 95 题