Page 221 of 468 CHAPTER II--MR. MINNS AND HIS COUSIN - Sketches by Boz

It was somewhere about three o'clock in the morning, when Mr. Augustus Minns knocked feebly at the street-door of his lodgings in Tavistock-street, cold, wet, cross, and miserable. He made his will next morning, and his professional man informs us, in that strict confidence in which we inform the public, that neither the name of Mr. Octavius Budden, nor of Mrs. Amelia Budden, nor of Master Alexander Augustus Budden, appears therein.

		"What can be measured is not the truth, only what is not life can be measured." Facundo Cabral

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