Sylvie and Bruno . any very great extent—The path of Honesty is plain, Hozvever incoiivenient ! Tis true said Peter, Tm alive:I keep my station in the zuorld : Once in the zveek I Just contrive To get my zvhiskers oiled a)id curled. XI] PETER AND PAUL. 149 But my assets are very low: My little incomes overspent:To trejtch on capital, you knoiv, Is always inconvenient ! But pay your debts ! cried honest Paul. My gentle Peter, pay your debts !What matter if it szvallozvs all That you describe as your ^^ assets ?Already youre an hour behind : Yet Generosity is pinches me—but never mind I
Sylvie and Bruno . any very great extent—The path of Honesty is plain, Hozvever incoiivenient ! Tis true said Peter, Tm alive:I keep my station in the zuorld : Once in the zveek I Just contrive To get my zvhiskers oiled a)id curled. XI] PETER AND PAUL. 149 But my assets are very low: My little incomes overspent:To trejtch on capital, you knoiv, Is always inconvenient ! But pay your debts ! cried honest Paul. My gentle Peter, pay your debts !What matter if it szvallozvs all That you describe as your ^^ assets ?Already youre an hour behind : Yet Generosity is pinches me—but never mind I I WILL NOT CHARGE YOU INTEREST! Hozv good ! IIozu great! poor Peter cried. Yet I must sell my Sunday wig—The scarf-pin that has been my pride— My grand piano—and my pig IFull soon his property took wings : And daily^ as each treasure went,He sighed to find the state of tilings Grow less and less co?ivenient. Weehs grew to months, and montlis to was worn to skin and bone: i;o SYLVIE AND A nd once he even said, ivitk tears, * Remember, Paid, that promised Loan ! Said Paul Pll lend you, wJicn I can,All the spare money I have got— Ah, Peter, youre a happy man !Yours is an enviable lot ! XI] PETER AND PAUL. 151 */;;/ getting stout, as you may see: It is but seldom I am well :I cannot feel my ancient glee In listeniiig to the dinner-bell:But you, you gambol like a boy, Your figure is so spare and light:The dinner-bells a note of joy To such a healthy appetite ! Said Peter I am well aware Mine is a state of happiness :And yet hozv gladly could I spare Some of the comforts I possess !What you call healthy appetite I feel as Hunger s savage tooth :Arid, when no dinner is in sight, The dimier-beirs a sound of ruth ! No scare-crozv tvouUi accept this coat: Such boots as these you seldom , Paul, a single five-po2ind-note Woidd make a?iother man of me ! Said Paul It fills me zvith surprise To hear you talk in such a tone:I fear you scarcely realise The
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