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I don't know anything about his riches, but I can assure you that having had him down here will quite give a character to the day." In the meantime Dolly Longstaff was in a state of great excitement. Some part of the character assigned to him by Lord Silverbridge was true. He very rarely did go anywhere, and yet was asked to a great many places.

When Sir Timothy Beeswax was announced, with Lady Beeswax and her daughter, his gratification certainly was not increased. And the last comer, who did not arrive indeed till they were all seated at the table, almost made him start from his chair and take his departure suddenly. That last comer was no other than Mr. Adolphus Longstaff.

"All our lot are ruined, you know," said Dolly, talking of the races. "Who are your lot, Mr. Longstaff?" "I'm one myself." "I suppose so." "I'm utterly smashed. Then there's Percival." "I hope he has not lost much. Of course you know he's my brother." "Oh laws; so he is. I always put my foot in it. Well; he has lost a lot. And so have Silverbridge and Tifto. Perhaps you don't know Tifto."

This I explained to them and they reluctantly consented to leave us. They were very solicitous that somebody from the ship should go on shore with them, and just before they quitted us they gave me a wooden spear which was the only thing, the paddles excepted, they had brought with them in the canoe. It was a common longstaff pointed with the toa wood.

Tifto, having seen his horse conveyed to Epsom, had come up to London in order that he might dine with his partner and hear what was being said about the race at the Beargarden. The party dining there consisted of Silverbridge, Dolly Longstaff, Popplecourt, and Tifto. Nidderdale was to have joined them, but he told them on the day before, with a sigh, that domestic duties were too strong for him.

"I beg your pardon, Silverbridge," said the Major, entering the room, "but I was looking for Longstaff." "He isn't here," said Silverbridge, who did not wish to be interrupted by his racing friend. "Your father, I believe?" said Tifto. He was red in the face but was in other respects perhaps improved in appearance by his liquor.

And how is she to do better?" "I don't know how she could do much worse," said Silverbridge in a transport of rage. Then he pulled his moustache in vexation, angry with himself that he should have allowed himself to say even a word on so preposterous a supposition. Isabel Boncassen and Dolly Longstaff! It was Titania and Bottom over again.

They were waiting, and rather angry because they had been kept waiting. But the news, when it came, was very sad indeed. "You wouldn't mind taking the team down and back yourself; would you, Dolly?" he said to Longstaff. "You aren't going!" said Dolly, assuming a look of much heroic horror. "No; I am not going to-day." "What's up?" asked Popplecourt.

It was generally known that Dolly Longstaff had been heavily smitten by the charms of Miss Boncassen; but the world hardly gave him credit for the earnestness of his affection. Dolly had never been known to be in earnest in anything; but now he was in very truth in love. He had agreed to be Popplecourt's companion at Custins because he had heard that Miss Boncassen would be there.

How that race was run, and how both Prime Minister and Quousque were beaten by an outsider named Fishknife, Prime Minister, however, coming in a good second, the present writer having no aptitude in that way, cannot describe. Such, however, were the facts, and then Dolly Longstaff and Lord Silverbridge drove the coach back to London.