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'Is there more of it? said Colonel Halkett, flapping his forehead for coolness. 'The impudence of this dog in presuming to talk about India! eh, colonel? Only a paragraph or two more: I skip a lot.... Ah! here we are. Captain Baskelett read to himself and laughed in derision: 'He calls our Constitution a compact unsigned by the larger number involved in it. What's this?
Romfrey and Captain Baskelett had done, and, as far as she could recollect subsequently, there was a packet of letters, or a pocket-book containing letters of Nevil's which he had lost, and which had been forwarded to Mr. Romfrey; for the pocket-book was originally his, and his address was printed inside. But among these letters was one from Dr.
Tuckham's disposition to generalize. Beauchamp had the show of hands, and to say with Captain Baskelett, that they were a dirty majority, was beneath Mr. Tuckham's verbal antagonism. He fell into a studious reserve, noting everything, listening to everybody, greatly to Colonel Halkett's admiration of one by nature a talker and a thunderer. The show of hands Mr.
I wrote to her that I was unchanged and I was entirely changed, another creature, anything Lord Romfrey may please to call me. 'But, Nevil, I repeat, if Miss Halkett should hear...? 'She knows by this time. 'At present she is ignorant of it. 'And what is Miss Halkett to me? 'More than you imagined in that struggle you underwent, I think, Nevil. Oh! if only to save her from Captain Baskelett!
Shrapnel to Nevil: a letter so horrible that Rosamund frowned at the reminiscence of it, holding it to be too horrible for the quotation of a sentence. She owned she had forgotten any three consecutive words. Her known dislike of Captain Baskelett, however, was insufficient to make her see that it was unjustifiable in him to run about London reading it, with comments of the cruellest.
So small did the circumstance appear to Cecilia, notwithstanding her gentle opposition at the time she listened to it, that she never thought of mentioning it to her father, and only remembered it when Captain Baskelett, with Lord Palmet in his company, presented himself at Mount Laurels, and proposed to the colonel to read to him 'a letter from that scoundrelly old Shrapnel to Nevil Beauchamp, upon women, wives, thrones, republics, British loyalty, et caetera, an et caetera that rolled a series of tremendous reverberations down the list of all things held precious by freeborn Englishmen.
Lord Palmet raised his hat and entered, crying loudly, 'A very charming garden, upon my word! Captain Baskelett followed him, bowing stiffly. 'I am, he said, 'Captain Beauchamp's cousin. I am Captain Baskelett, one of the Members for the borough. The doctor said, 'Ah. 'I wish to see Captain Beauchamp, sir. He is absent? 'I shall have him here shortly, sir.
Thus, with scarce a variation from the facts, with but a flowery chaplet cast on a truthful narrative, as it were, Captain Baskelett could render ludicrous that which in other quarters had obtained honourable mention.
This auroral light eclipsed the other events of the day. He drove into a town royally decorated, and still humming with the ravishment of the Tory entrance. He sailed in the schooner to Mount Laurels, in the society of Captain Baskelett and his friends, who, finding him tamer than they expected, bantered him in the cheerfullest fashion.
"'An apology to the amiable and virtuous Mistress Culling?" says old Nevil: "an apology? what for?" "For unbecoming and insolent behaviour," says my lord. 'I am that lady's friend, Stukely warned Captain Baskelett. 'Don't let us have a third apology in the field. 'Perfectly true; you are her friend, and you know what a friend of mine she is, rejoined Cecil.
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