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It allows us neither conversation nor dinner, and realizing the mythological fable of Tantalus, gives us starvation in the midst of plenty." "You are right," said Guloseton, solemnly; "I never ask above six persons to dinner, and I never dine out; for a bad dinner, Mr. Pelham, a bad dinner is a most serious I may add, the most serious calamity."
He spoke with great cheerfulness and humour, on the various topics of the day; touched upon politics; laughed at Lord Guloseton, and seemed as indifferent and unconscious of the event of the morrow as my peculiar constitution would have rendered myself.
"'L'observateur de la belle Nature, S'extasie en voyant des fleurs en confiture." "It is an exquisite idea of yours," said Guloseton "and the next time you dine here, we will have perfumes. Dinner ought to be a reunion of all the senses "'Gladness to the ear, nerve, heart, and sense." There was a momentary pause.
Let it be forgiven me, if, for a single moment, my previous calculations and morality vanished from my mind, and I saw only the offer of Vincent, and the generosity of Guloseton. But I checked the risings of my heart, and compelled my proud spirit to obedience.
'A thousand pities too, said he, 'that you never speak in the House of Lords. 'Orator fit, said I orators are subject to apoplexy. "Guloseton." So much for my friend, thought I and now for my mother, opening the maternal epistle, which I herewith transcribe: "My dear Henry, "Lose no time in coming to town.
He spoke with great cheerfulness and humour, on the various topics of the day; touched upon politics; laughed at Lord Guloseton, and seemed as indifferent and unconscious of the event of the morrow as my peculiar constitution would have rendered myself.
"'L'observateur de la belle Nature, S'extasie en voyant des fleurs en confiture." "It is an exquisite idea of yours," said Guloseton "and the next time you dine here, we will have perfumes. Dinner ought to be a reunion of all the senses "'Gladness to the ear, nerve, heart, and sense." There was a momentary pause.
As I was wrapping myself in my cloak, Guloseton turned to me, for passion makes men open their hearts: too eager for an opportunity of acquiring the epicure's acquaintance, I offered to get his friend admittance in an instant; the offer was delightedly accepted, and I soon procured a small piece of pencilled paper from Lady , which effectually silenced the Charon, and opened the Stygian via to the Elysium beyond.
I rose early, walked before breakfast, pour ma sante, and came back with a most satisfactory head-ache, pour mes peines. I read for just three hours, walked for two more, thought over Abernethy, dyspepsia, and blue pills, till dinner; and absolutely forgot Lord Dawton, ambition, Guloseton, epicurism aye, all but of course, reader, you know whom I am about to except the ladye of my love.
"Confound the man!" was my mental anathema. "Long life to the Solomon of sautes," was my audible exclamation. "There is something," resumed Guloseton, "in your countenance and manner, at once so frank, lively, and ingenuous, that one is not only prepossessed in your favour, but desirous of your friendship.
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