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Landlord. I think I may venture to assure 

 you of that. They are both at home, and 

 know that you are expected. 



Evening. Parlor of the Black BulFs Head. 

 Decanters and glasses on the table. Pre- 

 sent, the Rev. JAMES TODBURN, ANDREW 

 BELL, RICHARD BURRELL, and STEPHEN 

 OLIVER, Esqrs. 



Oliver. Now that we have drank the King, 

 the Royal Family, and other standard toasts, 

 I shall give you the Lord Lieutenant of the 

 county the Duke of Northumberland. 



All. The Duke of Northumberland ! 



Burrell. He is a pleasant looking man, 

 the Duke, but I should think rather too 

 pale-faced to be an angler. Does he ever 

 amuse himself with the rod, Mr. Todburn ? 



Rev. J. T. Not now, I believe, though he 

 was once rather fond of the sport. But he 

 was always better with the gun than the 



