‘Dear me!’ said the Doctor, innocently.

‘To think that so little should go for so much! Dear, dear! And when you can do better, you will? On your word, now?’ said the Doctor, — which he had always made a very grave appeal to the honour of us boys.

‘On my word, sir!’ I returned, answering in our old school manner.

‘Then be it so,’ said the Doctor, clapping me on the shoulder, and still keeping his hand there, as we still walked up and down.

‘And I shall be twenty times happier, sir,’ said I, with a little — I hope innocent — flattery, ‘if my employment is to be on the Dictionary.’

The Doctor