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And when I once have got them there,Such affidavits I'll prepare,That though they swear with all their might,I'll prove, if need be, black is white,That right is wrong, and wrong is right;And—what to them the greatest curse is—However full, I'll drain their purses.

DEATH.

I dare say your advice is proper—But, Sir, these chaps have not a copperTo spend in law—

LAWYER.

Oh, never mind—The money, somewhere, I would find !Indeed, I feel for you sincerely,And fain would punish them severely.—But what's your present business, pray ?

DEATH.

Why, Sir, I wait on you to-day,To bring the brief and a retainer —

[Gives a retaining fee.