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Fitz-Johnes now became very communicative on the subject of his cousin Lady Mary; and finally the recollection came to him suddenly that she had sent him her miniature only a day or two before.
"Ay ay, sir," responded the ci-devant Lord Fitz-Johnes now plain Mr Tomkins in a squeaky treble, as he made a feeble momentary show of alacrity.
At that moment my attention was attracted to a midshipman in the main rigging, who, with exaggerated deliberation, was making his unwilling way aloft to the mast-head as it turned out. A certain familiar something about the young gentleman caused me to look up at him more attentively; and I then at once recognised my recent acquaintance, Lord Fitz-Johnes.
"No," said Fitz-Johnes fiercely; "I won't hear of it; I'll perish at the stake first. But if you really don't mind lending me a sovereign until to-morrow " I said I should be most happy; and forthwith produced the coin, which Fitz-Johnes, having received it, flung disdainfully down upon the table with the exclamation: "There, caitiff, is the lucre. Now, avaunt! begone!
On the appearance of that individual, Fitz-Johnes, with a truly lordly air, ordered in three bottles of port; sagely remarking that he made a point of never drinking less than a bottle himself; and as his friend Hawkesley was known to have laid down the same rule, the third bottle was a necessity unless Lord Tomnoddy was to go without.
Thy bones are marrowless; and you have not a particle of speculation about you." The waiter, quite unmoved, took up the sovereign, laid down the change which Fitz-Johnes promptly pocketed and retired from the room, leaving us to discuss our wine in peace; which we did, I taking three glasses, and my companions disposing of the remainder.
His head was bowed, his shoulders were heaving convulsively, and certain inarticulate sounds which escaped him showed that he was struggling to suppress some violent emotion. Lord Fitz-Johnes regarded his companion fixedly for a moment, then linked his arm in mine, drew me aside, and whispered hastily: "Don't take any notice of him; he'll be all right again in a minute.
After a considerable delay the wine and glasses made their appearance, the waiter setting them down, and then pausing respectfully by the table. "Thank you; that will do. You need not wait," said Fitz-Johnes. "The money, if you please, sir," explained the waiter. "Oh, ah! yes, to be sure. The money."
I therefore drew myself up, and, assuming my sternest look, replied that I should be happy to give him the desired opportunity whenever he might choose. Fitz-Johnes' ferocious glare continued for a moment or two; then his brow cleared, and, extending his hand, he grasped mine, shook the member violently, and exclaimed: "That was spoken like a gentleman and a brave man!
I thought I did, but was not quite sure, so I bowed again, which seemed quite as satisfactory as words to Fitz-Johnes, for he said, with his arm still linked in mine: "That's all right. Now let's go and cement our friend ship over a bottle of wine at the `Blue Posts, what do you say?"
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