“It is not on that account,” says Silas, rising, “but because I’ve got an appointment. It’s time I was at Harmon’s.”

“Eh?” said Mr. Venus. “Harmon’s, up Battle Bridge way?”

Mr. Wegg admits that he is bound for that port.

“You ought to be in a good thing, if you’ve worked yourself in there. There’s lots of money going, there.”

“To think,” says Silas, “that you should catch it up so quick, and know about it. Wonderful!”

“Not at all, Mr. Wegg. The old gentleman wanted to know the nature and worth of everything that was found in the dust; and many’s the bone, and feather, and whatnot, that he’s brought to me.”