was honoured with a particular emphasis.



CHAPTER XXVII--HIS SKILL IN PHYSIOGNOMY IS DOUBTED



After he had been some time with the company he had appointed to
meet, and the last bottle was called for, he first recollected that
he would be again at a loss how to discharge his share of the
reckoning. He applied, therefore, to one of them, with whom he was
most intimate, acknowledging that he had not a farthing of money
about him; and, upon being jocularly asked the reason, acquainted
them with the two adventures we have just now related. One of the
company asked him if the old man in Hyde Park did not wear a
brownish coat, with a narrow gold edging, and his companion an old
green frock, with a buff-coloured waistcoat. Upon Harley's
recollecting that they did, "Then," said he, "you may be thankful
you have come off so well; they are two as noted sharpers, in their
way, as any in town, and but t'other night took me in for a much
larger sum. I had some thoughts of applying to a justice, but one
does not like to be seen in those matters."

Harley answered, "That he could not but fancy the gentleman was
mistaken, as he never saw a face promise more honesty than that of
the old man he had met with."--"His face!" said a grave-looking man,
when sat opposite to him, squirting the juice of his tobacco
obliquely into the grate. There was something very emphatical in
the action, for it was followed by a burst of laughter round the