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"Thank Heaven!" said I to myself, as Bedos entered with my things, and was ordered immediately to have all in preparation for "the dressball at the rooms," at the hour of half-past ten. The waiter entered with the bill. "Soups, chops, cutlets, steaks, roast joints, birds." "Get some soup," said I, "a slice or two of lion, and half a dozen birds."
Meanwhile we resumed our merriment. "Nunc est bibendum," said Vincent, as Bedos placed the punch on the table. "Give us a toast, Dartmore." Lord Dartmore was a young man, with tremendous spirits, which made up for wit.
I dined in my own rooms, and spent the evening in looking over the various billets-doux, received during my sejour at Paris. "Where shall I put all these locks of hair?" asked Bedos, opening a drawer full. "Into my scrap-book." "And all these letters?" "Into the fire." I was just getting into bed when the Duchesse de Perpignan's note arrived it was as follows: "My dear Friend,
Moliere. I am not one of those persons who are many days in deciding what may be effected in one. "On the third day from this," said I to Bedos, "at half past nine in the morning, I shall leave Paris for England." "Oh, my poor wife!" said the valet, "she will break her heart if I leave her." "Then stay," said I. Bedos shrugged his shoulders. "I prefer being with Monsieur to all things."
Down stairs, therefore, we went, and drove to the Luxembourg; I gave Bedos, before my departure, various little commissions, and told him he need not be at home till the evening. Long before the expiration of an hour, Madame D'Anville's ill humour had given me an excuse for affecting it myself.
When at last she saw that nothing hostile was at present to be effected, she drew herself up, and giving Bedos a tremendous box on the ear, as he stood grinning beside her, marched out of the room. We then again rallied around the table, more than ever disposed to be brilliant, and kept up till day break a continued fire of jests upon the heroine of the passage.
Well to be brief the bill for once was discharged the horses snorted the carriage door was opened I entered Bedos mounted behind crack went the whips off went the steeds, and so terminated my adventures at dear Paris. O, cousin, you know him the fine gentleman they talk of so much in town. Wycherly's Dancing Master.
In short, every one engaged in the conflict bore some token of its severity. I did not wait for the thunder-storm I foresaw: I rose with a nonchalant yaw n of ennui marched out of the apartment, called a servant demanded my own room repaired to it, and immersed the internal faculties of my head in Mignet's History of the Revolution, while Bedos busied himself in its outward embellishment.
After coffee we were all so pleased with one another, that we resolved not to separate, and accordingly we adjourned to my rooms, Jocko and all, to find new revelries and grow brilliant over Curacoa punch. We entered my salon with a roar, and set Bedos to work at the punch forthwith. Bedos, that Ganymede of a valet, had himself but just arrived, and was unlocking the door as we entered.
Don't put out that chain, Bedos I wear the black coat, waistcoat, and trowsers. Brush my hair as much out of curl as you can, and give an air of graceful negligence to my tout ensemble." "Oui, Monsieur, je comprends," answered Bedos. I was soon dressed, for it is the design, not the execution, of all great undertakings which requires deliberation and delay. Action cannot be too prompt.
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