Chapter 30 30

What doth ensue

But moody and dull melancholy,

Kinsman to grim and comfortless despair,

And at her heel, a huge infectious troop

Of pale distemperatures, and foes to life?

Comedy of Errors.

AS some vindication of the ease with which Bucklaw (who otherwise, as he termed himself, was really a very good-humoured fellow) resigned his