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"Well, one of our clients is one of the great publishing firms, and Tweedle often dines with the publisher." "For shame, Phil!" Philip laughed. "At any rate, that is no meaner than a suggestion of Brad's.
But for Philip's connection with the thriving firm of Hunt, Sharp & Tweedle, it is safe to say that he would have known little of the world of affairs in Wall Street, and might never have gained entrance into that other world, for which Wall Street exists, that society where its wealth and ambitious vulgarity are displayed. Thomas Mavick was a client of the firm.
"'With a fa la tweedle tweedle! and Oh, nunky, that medlar on thy face is so funny!" "In Heaven's name, stop!" broke in the Prince Maurice. "Am I mad, or only drunk? Rupert, if you love me, say I am no worse than drunk." "Lord knows," answer'd his brother. "I for one was never this way before."
"Long ago I called to see you on the errand I have now, but you were not in town. It was, Mr. Mavick," and Philip hesitated and looked down, "in regard to your daughter." "Ah, I did not hear of it." "No? Well, Mr. Mavick, I was pretty presumptuous, for I had no foothold in the city, except a law clerkship." "I remember Hunt, Sharp & Tweedle; why didn't you keep it?" "I wasn't fitted for the law."
Not a fellow in the club, where he had stopped a moment, had treated him with any increased interest or deference. In the office only one person seemed aware of his extraordinary good fortune. Mr. Tweedle had come to the desk and offered his hand in his usual conciliatory and unctuous manner. "I see by the paper, Mr. Burnett, that we are an author. Let me congratulate you. Mrs.
"It is very beautiful," said she in a low voice. "Play it again. Can you play it as we walk?" "Oh yes." He played it again. They drew near the hall door. She looked up a moment, and then demurely down again. "Now will you be so good as to play the first one twice?" She listened with her eyelashes drooping. "Tweedle dee! tweedle dum! tweedle dee."
Maria Morell, the fat girl, went purple, and had to be thumped on the back by her friend. "Oh, my!" she gasped, when she had got her breath. "Oh, my ... hold me, some one, or I shall split! Oh, golly! Laura ... Tweedle ... Rambotham Laura ... Tweedle ... Rambotham! ..." her voice tailed off again. "Gosh! Was there ever such a name?"
The man gave one rapid glance at the vacant pedestal, and then gripped Leander by the shoulder, and looked at him long and hard by the feeble light. "Answer me," he said, roughly; "is this some lark of yours?" "I look larky, don't I?" said poor Tweedle, dolefully. "I thought you'd be sure to know where it was."
They stood so still that she quite forgot they were alive, and she was just looking round to see if the word "TWEEDLE" was written at the back of each collar, when she was startled by a voice coming from the one marked 'DUM. 'If you think we're wax-works, he said, 'you ought to pay, you know. Wax-works weren't made to be looked at for nothing, nohow!
It is a pleasure to come across such a hero as this in real life, and not have to invent him, as the saying is, out of the whole cloth. Philip enjoyed the world, and he enjoyed himself, because it was not quite his old self, the farmer's boy going on an errand. There must be knowledge all along the street that he was in the great law office of Hunt, Sharp & Tweedle.
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