Part 13 (1/2)

”Dear entle may I stay?”

”Only till the mutton's done, sir,” replied Gluck, ”and it's very brown”

Then the old gentleman walked into the kitchen, and sat himself down on the hob, with the top of his cap accoh for the roof ”You'll soon dry there, sir,”

said Gluck, and sat down again to turn the entle aan to look very black and uncomfortable; never was such a cloak; every fold in it ran like a gutter

”I beg pardon, sir,” said Gluck at length, after watching the water spreading in long quicksilver-like streams over the floor for a quarter of an hour; ”mayn't I take your cloak?”

”No, thank you,” said the old gentleht, thank you,” said the old gentleruffly

”But--sir--I'ly; ”but--really, sir--you're putting the fire out”

”It'll take longer to do the mutton, then,” replied his visitor, dryly

Gluck was very uest; it was such a strangemeditatively for another five entleive me a little bit?”

”Iry,” continued the old gentle to eat yesterday, nor to-day They surely couldn't miss a bit from the knuckle!”

He spoke in so very melancholy a tone that it quite melted Gluck's heart ”They proive you that, but not a bit ain

Then Gluck waret beaten for it,” thought he Just as he had cut a large slice out of the entleman jumped off the hob, as if it had suddenly become inconveniently warain, with desperate efforts at exactitude, and ran to open the door

”What did you keep us waiting in the rain for?” said Schwartz, as he walked in, throwing his umbrella in Gluck's face

”Ay! what for, indeed, you little vagabond?” said Hans, ad an educational box on the ear, as he followed his brother into the kitchen

”Bless my soul!” said Schwartz, when he opened the door

”Aentle in thewith the utmost possible velocity

”Who's that?” said Schwartz, catching up a rolling-pin, and turning to Gluck with a fierce frown

”I don't know, indeed, brother,” said Gluck, in great terror

”How did he get in?” roared Schwartz