Tell you, matey." "Matey!" groaned Mr. Brimberly, turning up his eyes. "I'm the Guv's familiar friend and personal pal, I am. I'm 'is adviser, confeedential, matreemonial, circumstantial, an' architect'ral. I'm 'is trainer, advance agent, manager, an' sparrin' partner--that's who I am. An' now, mate, 'avin' 'elped to marry 'im, I've jest took a run down 'ere to see as all things is fit an' proper for 'is 'oneymoon!" "My word, this is a mad feller, this is!" murmured Mr. Brimberly, "or else 'e 's drunk!" "Drunk?" exclaimed