hear.) _Boy._ Hold hard, Guv'ner; I sees what you're arter. Now what'll you stand if I puts you up to it? which Bill Smith he put me up in two minutes, cause he goes to the Ragged School. _Member._ You don't mean that you do without a book! _Boy._ Book be blowed. Come now, old un, here's summut for both on us. I got a florin, you gives me a half-a-crown for it, and I larns you the new money, gives you your oranges, and calls you a brick into the bargain. _Member_ (_to himself_). Never had such a chance of getting off half-a-crown for value since that ---- fellow Bowring carried his crochet. (_Aloud._) Well, boy, it's a bargain. Now! _Boy._ Why, look 'e here, my trump, its a farden more to the tizzy--that's what it is. _Member_. What's that? _Boy._ Why, you knows a sixpence when you sees it. (_Aside_). Blest if I think he does! Well, its six browns and a farden now. A lady buys two oranges, and forks {179} out a sixpence; well in coorse, I hands over fippence farden astead of fippence. I always gives a farden more change, and takes according. _Member_ (_in utter surprise, lets his oranges tumble into the gutter_). Never mind! They won't be wanted now. (_Walks off one way. Boy makes a pass of naso-digital mesmerism, and walks off the other way_). To the poor, who keep no books, the whole secret is "Sixpence farthing to the half shilling, twelve pence halfpenny to the shilling." The _new twopence halfpenny_, or cent, will be at once five to the shilling.