10 THE STORM IS MULTIPLIED. 



he put as much putty in it as a horse could draw, 

 before he painted it up." 



" Confound the fellow," says Fred., " I wish the 

 putty had been in his throat to have stopped liis 

 blabbing ; we must give the rascal five guineas, and 

 make him go and swear he had mistaken the carriage 

 for another that he did up for me before ; and if the 

 Colonel should go to Tattersall's to make any inquiry, 

 it has been too much altered to be kno^vn there. As 

 to the horses, we are pretty sure the men in our own 

 stable won't squeak ; if it can't be proved they were 

 lame with us, we are all right ; and if I offer to take 

 them back at the same price, and draw a hundred in 

 changing them for my other pair, we shall do." 



" I think we shall. Sir," said the man, with a kind 

 of equivocal smile, on hearing the word do. 



A well-known knock at the street door for once 

 called the blood into Fred.'s cheek. 



" You may go, Dawson," said he, rising to meet the 

 expected visitor. 



A plain-dressed gentlemanly man now made his 

 appearance, who, from the likeness to the son, it was 

 easy to recognise as the elder Mr. Manderville. 



" Delighted to see you, father," said Fred., assuming 

 an air of perfect ease and nonchalance. 



" If such is the case, Frederic, and my j^resence is 

 welcome from the hope that I shall farther contribute 

 to your extravagance, you will find 1 have now 

 learned how to appreciate your repeated promises of 

 amendment ; and you will not in future find in me the 

 infatuated parent I have been for many years, — indeed, 

 always." 



" What infiituation, my dear Sir, have you to accuse 

 yourself of." 



