My associate had told his candidate that he thought a couple of thousand pounds or thereabouts would do, whereas I had told _him_ it would cost five thousand pounds at least, but that he ought to be prepared with seven or eight thousand if he really meant to go in and win. At N---- the candidate got to learn there was no chance for him with two or even three thousand pounds. He was chapfallen, and telegraphed to his wife, who came down in a sumptuous anonymity, which, to our annoyance, had more effect than the simple announcement of her name and her relationship to the candidate would have had. This lady, unlike the wife of Sir Baldpate Belly, under the like circumstances, became presumptuous and impracticable. She said she thought that three thousand "goolden suvrins was a wery enormus sum." It cost her good man a wery long time to make that 'ere sum of money; and although she did not mind his spending his money like a Briton or a prime-minister, she said she thought three thousand pounds ought to satisfy every body, and if it didn't, why, she wouldn't go no further, and they might do as they could. Mrs. Jollefat also said that she liked to see her way sure before she began. If it could not be done for that price certain, why, she'd rather not try it on at all. Three thousand "goolden suvrins," as she often said, was a wery big sum of money, and it was not to be tossed into the Thames. That is what they would say in London, and she meant it was not to be made ducks and drakes on. I was a little astonished, more especially when my associate boldly told her that, upon his honour, he would do it for the money. Of course I could not there and then contradict him, and in effect say he was a jolly humbug to let in a thrifty woman and her spouse in such a mode, so I held my peace until I got him alone. Then I protested. He replied, "Oh, gammon! make the old boy and girl spend. They won't do any good with their money if they don't drop it here; and, after all, rely upon it, I will make them shell out three or five thousand pounds more if it is wanted." I argued and expostulated; my associate was firm. He said, "We have gone too far into the matter to go back. We shall both of us be ruined in our professions if we run away from the stake. I say, that we must go in and win, and make the old boy pay." I have heard it said that "Necessity is the mother of invention." I believe the proverb is familiar to most of my readers. I am going to supply another illustration of it.