'Job.'
'And a wery good name it is; only one I know that ain't got a nickname to it. What's the other name?'
'Trotter,' said the stranger. 'What is yours?'
Sam bore in mind his master's caution, and replied—
'My name's Walker; my master's name's Wilkins.Will you take a drop o' somethin' this mornin', Mr.Trotter?'
Mr. Trotter acquiesced in this agreeable proposal; and having deposited his book in his coat pocket, accompanied Mr. Weller to the tap, where they were soon occupied in discussing an exhilarating compound, formed by mixing together, in a pewter vessel, certain quantities of British Hollands and the fragrant essence of the clove.