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"It was this," said Bedos, with a whimper, "which hurt me the most, to think she should serve me so cruelly, after I had eaten so plentifully of the vol-au-vent; envy and injustice I can bear, but treachery stabs me to the heart."
It was with that singular sensation of pleasure which none but those who have passed frequent nights in restless and painful agitation, can recognize, that I saw the bright sun penetrate through my shutters, and heard Bedos move across my room. "What hour will Monsieur have the post horses?" said that praiseworthy valet.
"Two frock-coats, Mr. ," said I, "one of them brown, velvet collar same colour; the other, dark grey, no stuffing, and finished by Wednesday. Good morning, Mr. ." "Monsieur B , un autre tailleur," said Bedos, opening the door after Mr. S.'s departure. "Admit him," said I. "Now for the most difficult article of dress the waistcoat."
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.
The surest way to make a dupe is to let you victim suppose you are his Voila de l'erudition. Les Femmes Savantes. I found, on my return, covered with blood, and foaming with passion, my inestimable valet Bedos! "What's the matter?" said I.
At that moment Bedos entered, and whispered that Madame D'Anville was in the anti-room. "Good heavens!" said I, knowing her jealousy of disposition, "what is to be done? Oblige me, Madame," seizing the unfortunate mistress of the hotel, and opening the door to the back entrance "There," said I, "you can easily escape. Bon jour."
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.
A thousand thoughts similar to these occupied and distracted my attention till morning, when I summoned Bedos into the room to read me to sleep. He opened a play of Monsieur Delavigne's, and at the beginning of the second scene I was in the land of dreams.
How envied was his doom, Made captive in a lady's room! Gay's Fables. I was sitting alone a morning or two after this adventure, when Bedos entering, announced une dame. This dame was a fine tall thing, dressed out like a print in the Magasin des Modes. She sate herself down, threw up her veil, and, after a momentary pause, asked me if I liked my apartment?
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.
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