"Well, namesake, how are you?" said Twig to the old man who owned the small voice, and who now emerged and became visible, as he crept before us and opened the door. "Oo, fine, Maister Twig, fine--did ye fin' the accoonts against Roaring River and Hector's Folly estates aw correct, Mr Twig?" "Yes, all correct, all correct; only you have charged me a saddle too many." The old withered anatomy looked with a quizzical leer of his eye at him, as much as to say, "have you overheard me, master Twig?--but I am rich and don't care." "Saunders," cried the old man, "I say, Saunders, bring the ink and _ae_ chair for the custos and the gentlemen," as if we all could have sat upon _one_; "and, Abr_a_h_aa_m," to one of the store negroes, "shool away that shell into a corner, and gie them room." "Shell," said I, in some surprise; "why, is that great mass all tortoise-shell?" "Atweel is it, young gentleman; at least it is the shell of the hawk's-bill turtle, which is the same thing. That's the last cargo of the Jenny Nettles, frae the Indian coast--she sould be up again aboot this time, if she be na _cacht_ by they incarnate deevils o' peerates--but she's weel assured, she's weel assured. Why, Saunders!--whar the deevil are ye, Saunders?" "Here, sir," said the young man whom I had seen at the desk, as he entered with writing materials in one hand, a chair for his _Honour_ in the other, and a Bible (as he naturally concluded that some depositions on oath were to be taken) _in his teeth_. I paid no particular attention to him until he startled me by suddenly dropping the chair on Twig's toes, exclaiming, as he caught the Bible in his hand, "Gude hae a care o' us, Mr Brail, is this you yeersell?"--And lo, who should stand before me, but our old friend Lennox. "Why, old shipmate, how are you?--I am glad to see you; but I thought you had turned coffee-planter by this time?" "And so I have, sir. My uncle there sends me up the end of every week to superintend his plantation in the mountains; but I am here for the most part of my time in the store, helping him. But where are you lodging, Mr Brail? I hope you will permit me to call on you; for I see you are likely to be engaged at present." I told him where I staid, and in few words what the reader knows already regarding my Jamaica expectations and the cause of my visit; farther, that I was about leaving town, but that I would not fail having a chat with him soon, as I should no doubt be often at the bay.