he has had, I don’t know how many liasons already; and he has been engaged to I don’t know how many women."
"Indeed!" says Clopper; "Come, Stubbs, tell us your adventures."
"Psha!" said I, modestly, "there is nothing, indeed, to tell; I have been in love, my dear boy—who has not?—and I have been jilted—who has not?"
Clopper swore that he would blow his sister’s brains out if ever she served me so.
"Tell him about Miss Crutty," said Dobble; "he! he! Stubbs served that woman out, any how; she didn’t jilt him, I’ll be sworn."
"Really, Dobble, you are too bad, and should not mention names; the fact is, the girl was desperately in love with me, and had money—sixty thousand pounds, upon my reputation. Well, every thing was arranged, when, who should come down from London, but a relation."
"Well; and did he prevent the match?"
"Prevent it—yes, sir, I believe you, he did; though
