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Before Mr. Dawkins's arrivial in our house, Mr. Deuceace had barely condysended to speak to Mr. Blewitt; it was only about a month after that suckumstance that my master, all of a sudding, grew very friendly with him. The reason was pretty clear, Deuceace WANTED HIM. Dawkins had not been an hour in master's company before he knew that he had a pidgin to pluck.
Deuceace to grant him mercy. My master looked at him quite steddy. Blewitt slunk down, as misrabble as any man I ever see. As for Dawkins, heaven knows where he was! "Charles," says my master to me, about an hour afterwards, "I'm going to Paris; you may come, too, if you please." It was a singular proof of my master's modesty, that though he had won this andsome sum of Mr.
After this speach, the old genlmn sunk down on the sofa, and puffed as much smoke out of his mouth as if he'd been the chimley of a steam-injian. I was pleased, I confess, with the sean, and liked to see this venrabble and virtuous old man a-nocking his son about the hed; just as Deuceace had done with Mr. Richard Blewitt, as I've before shown.
Blewitt I suppose the composer made a very absurd motion, the object of which was to inquire “What office the Duke of Wellington held in the present government, and whether he was or was not a member of the cabinet.” Without referring the learned gentleman to a certain erudite volume called the Yearly Almanack and Directory, Sir Robert Peel proceeded to explain the duke’s position.
Deuceace: his jor dropt, he turned chocky white, and then burnin red, and looked as if a stror would knock him down. "My dear Mr. Blewitt," says my master, smilin and offring his hand, "how glad I am to see you. Mr. Dawkins and I were just talking about your pony! Pray sit down." Blewitt did; and now was the question, who should sit the other out; but law bless you! Mr.
Blewitt was no match for my master: all the time he was fidgetty, silent, and sulky; on the contry, master was charmin. I never herd such a flo of conversatin, or so many wittacisms as he uttered. At last, completely beat, Mr. Blewitt took his leaf; that instant master followed him; and passin his arm through that of Mr.
"I confess that we always call him `Billy' in the berth, but on duty we address him with due respect as `Lieutenant Blewitt'; the other lieutenants, however, always speak of him as `Billy Blueblazes, and he likes the name, he has got so accustomed to it." Meantime, as far as could be ascertained by those in the boat, the fire continued burning on board the ship.
"Yes, sir," says I; and in he walks. I, in coars, with my ear to the keyhole, listning with all my mite. "Well," says Blewitt, "we maid a pretty good night of it, Mr. Deuceace. Yu've settled, I see, with Dawkins." "Settled!" says master. "Oh, yes yes I've settled with him." "Four thousand seven hundred, I think?" "About that yes."
"Why, yes," says he, "it is, Mr. Deuceace, a long time." "Not, I think, since we dined at Sir George Hookey's. By-the-by, what an evening that was hay, Mr. Blewitt? What wine! what capital songs! I recollect your 'May-day in the morning' cuss me, the best comick song I ever heard. I was speaking to the Duke of Doncaster about it only yesterday. You know the duke, I think?" Mr.
U. four hundred pounds: Richard Blewitt:" but this, in corse, ment nothink. Nex mornin, at nine, master was up, and as sober as a judg. He drest, and was off to Mr. Dawkins. At ten, he ordered a cab, and the two gentlmn went together. "Where shall he drive, sir?" says I.
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