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"Harkye! you d d son of a gun!" cried Mr. Gordon, abruptly turning from Dartmore, after a hearty shake of the hand, to the man at the counter "Harkye! give me change for this half sovereign, and be d d to you and then tip us a double gill of your best; you whey-faced, liverdrenched, pence-griping, belly-griping, paupercheating, sleepy-souled Arismanes of bad spirits.
Dartmore, who was, and is, the best natured fellow alive, hailed the signs of his intoxication as a sort of freemasonry, and made way for him beside himself.
I returned his greeting with the same cordiality with which it was given: and I was forthwith saddled with Dartmore's arm, and dragged up Bond-street, into that borough of all noisy, riotous, unrefined, good fellows yclept 's Hotel. Here we were soon plunged into a small, low apartment, which Dartmore informed me was his room.
Come, gentlemen, if you have nothing better to do, I'll take you to my club; we are a rare knot of us, there all choice spirits; some of them are a little uncouth, it is true, but we are not all born Chesterfields. Sir, allow me to ask the favour of your name?" "Dartmore." "Mr. Dartmore, you are a gentleman.
At length he cheered up a little "Sir," said he, addressing Dartmore, "it is a sad thing to be dependant on these low persons; the wise among the ancients were never so wrong as when they panegyrized poverty: it is the wicked man's tempter, the good man's perdition, the proud man's curse, the melancholy man's halter."
Believe me, they did not spare you; the former, you have grievously offended; you know that he has quarrelled irremediably with his son Dartmore, and he insists that you are the friend and abettor of that ingenuous youth, in all his debaucheries and extravagance tu illum corrumpi sinis.
Dartmore, who was, and is, the best natured fellow alive, hailed the signs of his intoxication as a sort of freemasonry, and made way for him beside himself.
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.
We picked up the discomfited hero, and placed him on a chair to recover his senses; meanwhile I received the congratulations of the conclave with a frank alteration of manner which delighted them; and I found it impossible to get away, till I had promised to dine with Dartmore, and spend the rest of the evening in the society of his friends.
"Poor devils," said Dartmore, to two or three of the nearest and eagerest among the crowd, "come in, and I will treat you." The invitation was received with a promptness which must have been the most gratifying compliment to the inviter; and thus Want, which is the mother of Invention, does not object, now and then, to a bantling by Politeness.
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