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So axepting Lord Yardham's cortasy, he returned it by ordering another glass of gin at his own expence, and they both drank it on the counter, where Jools talked of the affaers of Europ all night. To everything he said, the Earl of Yardham answered, "Wee, wee;" except at the end of the evening, when he squeeged his & and said, "Bong swore."
When Lor Yardham came to the "Constantanople" that night, Jools i'd him savidgely from edd to foot, while Lord Yardham replied the same. It wasn't much for either to do neyther being more than 4 foot ten hi Jools was a grannydear in his company of the Nashnal Gard, and was as brayv as a lion.
"Oh, wee," said the Erl of Yardham, and at the same moment his glas of ginawater coming in, he took a drink, saying, "A voternsanty, Munseer:" and then he offered it like a man of fashn to Jools. A light broak on Jools's mind as he igsepted the refreshmint.
When they have discussed before him, the Imprudents! the affairs of Europe, and Raggybritchovich has shown us the next Circassian Campaign, or Sapousne has laid hare the plan of the Calabrian patriots for the next insurrection, I have marked this stranger this Lor Yardham. He smokes, 'tis to conceal his countenance; he drinks gin, 'tis to hide his face in the goblet.
"Ah, l'Angleterre, l'Angleterre, tu nous dois une revanche," said Jools, crossing his arms and grinding his teeth at Lord Yardham. "Wee," said Lord Yardham; "wee." "Delenda est Carthago!" howled out Jools.
He was univusaly called Milord. "Que est ce jeune seigneur? "His name is Lord Yardham," answered that friend. "He never comes here but at night and why?" "Y?" igsclaimed Jools, istonisht. "Why? because he is engaygd all day and do you know where he is engaygd all day?" "Where?" asked Jools. "At the Foring Office NOW do you begin to understand?" Jools trembled.
He speaks of his uncle, the head of that office. "Who IS the head of that offis? Palmerston." "The nephew of Palmerston!" said Jools, almost in a fit. "Lor Yardham pretends not to speak French," the other went on. "He pretends he can only say wee and commong porty voo. Shallow humbug! I have marked him during our conversations.
And they met the next night, and from that heavning the young men were continyually together. Well, one day, as they were walking in the Quadrant, Jools talking, and Lord Yardham saying, "Wee, wee," they were struck all of a heap by seeing But my paper is igshosted, and I must dixcribe what they sor in the nex number.
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