Gentlemen! said the captain, "I will now, with your leave, impart to you all the plans I have formed for each. You, Atticus, shall repair to London; the Windsor road and the parishes of Pimlico will be your especial care. Look you, my hero, to these letters; they will apprise you of much work: I need not caution you to silence: like the oyster, you never open your mouth but for something. — Honest Old Bags, a rich grazier will be in Smithfield on Thursday; his name is Hodges, and he will have somewhat like a thousand pounds in his pouch. He is green, fresh, and avaricious; offer to assist him in deceiving his neighbors in a bargain, and cease not till thou hast done that with him which he wished to do to others. Be — excellent old man — like the frog-fish, which fishes for other fishes with two horns that resemble baits; the prey dart at the horns, and are down the throat in an instant! — For thee, dearest Jem, these letters announce a prize:— fat is Parson Plentiful; full is his purse; and he rides from Henley to Oxford on Friday— I need say no more! As for the rest of you, gentlemen, on this paper you will see your destinations fixed. I warrant you, you will find enough work till we meet again this day three months." 