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However, as the dreadful idea that Lord Verisopht also was somewhat taken with Kate, and that she, Mrs Wititterly, was quite a secondary person, dawned upon that lady's mind and gradually developed itself, she became possessed with a large quantity of highly proper and most virtuous indignation, and felt it her duty, as a married lady and a moral member of society, to mention the circumstance to 'the young person' without delay.
'So I did, rejoined his friend; 'but I have thought further of the matter since then. You distrust me in the business you shall find her out yourself. 'Na-ay, remonstrated Lord Verisopht. 'But I say yes, returned his friend. 'You shall find her out yourself. Don't think that I mean, when you can I know as well as you that if I did, you could never get sight of her without me. No.
Where does she live, Nickleby, that's all? Only tell me where she lives, Nickleby. 'He bites, thought Ralph. 'He bites. 'Eh, Nickleby, eh? pursued the client. 'Where does she live? 'Really, my lord, said Ralph, rubbing his hands slowly over each other, 'I must think before I tell you. 'No, not a bit of it, Nickleby; you mustn't think at all, replied Verisopht. 'Where is it?
Lord Frederick Verisopht was the first to speak. Dropping his slippered foot on the ground, and, yawning heavily, he struggled into a sitting posture, and turned his dull languid eyes towards his friend, to whom he called in a drowsy voice. 'Hallo! replied Sir Mulberry, turning round. 'Are we going to lie here all da-a-y? said the lord.
'As a bait for you, repeated his friend; 'old Nickleby told me so himself. 'What a fine old cock it is! exclaimed Lord Verisopht; 'a noble rascal! 'Yes, said Sir Mulberry, 'he knew she was a smart little creature 'Smart! interposed the young lord. 'Upon my soul, Hawk, she's a perfect beauty a a picture, a statue, a a upon my soul she is!
'It is an honour, indeed! said Mr Wititterly. 'Julia, my soul, you will suffer for this tomorrow. 'Suffer! cried Lord Verisopht. 'The reaction, my lord, the reaction, said Mr Wititterly. 'This violent strain upon the nervous system over, my lord, what ensues? A sinking, a depression, a lowness, a lassitude, a debility.
'Suppose, said Sir Mulberry, pausing with a morsel on the point of his fork, 'suppose we go back to the subject of little Nickleby, eh? 'Which little Nickleby; the money-lender or the ga-a-l? asked Lord Verisopht. 'You take me, I see, replied Sir Mulberry. 'The girl, of course. 'You promised me you'd find her out, said Lord Verisopht.
'What a delight, what a comfort, what a happiness, this amiable creature must be to you, said Sir Mulberry, throwing into his voice an indication of the warmest feeling. 'She is indeed, sir, replied Mrs Nickleby; 'she is the sweetest-tempered, kindest-hearted creature and so clever! 'She looks clayver, said Lord Verisopht, with the air of a judge of cleverness.
The aristocrats in his earliest books are simply dragons and griffins for his heroes to fight with monsters like Sir Mulberry Hawk or Lord Verisopht. They are merely created upon the old principle, that your scoundrel must be polite and powerful a very sound principle. The villain must be not only a villain, but a tyrant. The giant must be larger than Jack.
Then followed the recognition of Lord Verisopht, and then the greeting of Mr Pyke, and then that of Mr Pluck, and finally, to complete the young lady's mortification, she was compelled at Mrs Wititterly's request to perform the ceremony of introducing the odious persons, whom she regarded with the utmost indignation and abhorrence.
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