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Riach had two pounds with him when he came to London, and in a month they had almost gone. Now and again he made an odd five shillings. Do you know how men in his position live in London? He could not afford the profession of not having any. At one time he was a phrasemonger for politicians, especially for the Irish members, who were the only ones that paid.
He studied Mr. Polly's tie, which was severely neat and businesslike, as became an aspiring outfitter. Mr. Polly's conception of his own pose and expression was rendered by that uncontrollable phrasemonger at the back as "Obsequies Deference." "I am inclined," said the prospective employer in a conclusive manner, "to look up your reference." Mr. Polly stood up abruptly.
"Thank you," said the employer and dismissed him. "Chump chops! How about chump chops?" said the phrasemonger with an air of inspiration. "I hope then to hear from you, sir," said Mr. Polly in his best salesman manner. "If everything is satisfactory," said the prospective employer.
The Dark Rose of Ireland and the White Rose of Devon, a noted Society phrasemonger had dubbed them, seeing them together on the lawn one Ascot Cup Day, their light draperies and delicate ribbons whip-whipping in the pleasant June breeze, ivory-skinned, jetty-locked Celtic beauty and blue-eyed, flaxen-locked Saxon fairness in charming, confidential juxtaposition under one lace sunshade, lined with what has been the last new fashionable colour under twenty names, since then; only that year they called it Rose fané.
In the following pages we have observations upon style by one who was a stylist in the best sense of the word, not affected, nor yet a phrasemonger; on thinking for oneself by a philosopher who never did anything else; on criticism by a writer who suffered much from the inability of others to understand him; on reputation by a candidate who, during the greater part of his life, deserved without obtaining it; and on genius by one who was incontestably of the privileged order himself.
If Robespierre had been a statesman instead of a phrasemonger, he had a clear course. He ought to have taken the line of argument that Danton would have taken.
Revenge is sweet, saith the phrasemonger, and to the old lady whose discipline had been flouted and whose amour propre had been rudely shaken it was very sweet indeed.
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