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'Do you remember the faro bank at Florence, Tommy, and the three hundred livres you lost to that old harridan, Lady Harrington? Pearls cast before swine you styled them, I remember. 'Lord, Sir George! Mr. Thomasson cried, vastly horrified. 'How can you say such a thing? Your excellent memory plays you false. 'It does, Soane answered, smiling sardonically. 'I remember.
Thomasson gasped, partly with surprise, partly under the influence of Pomeroy's violence. 'At the other gate? he faltered. 'But there was a carriage here. I saw it. I put her in it. Not a minute ago! 'Then, by heaven, it was your carriage, and you have betrayed me, Pomeroy retorted; and shook his trembling victim until his teeth chattered and his eyes protruded.
What passed between this man, when intoxicated, and this slave woman the public have never been informed. An altercation grew out of this between Thomasson and J. W. B. Kelly, Esq., a young lawyer from Cincinnati, in which Thomasson, a great big bully, flogged Kelly, who was a small man, of slender build, and weak in body.
Then, late as it was, he sent for the landlord, and to get rid of his thoughts, or in pursuance of them, inquired of that worthy if Mr. Thomasson was in residence at Pembroke. 'Yes, Sir George, he is, the landlord answered; and asked if he should send for his reverence. 'No, Soane commanded. 'If there is a chair to be had, I will go to him. 'There is one below, at your honour's service.
I wonder you dare to put it about. A gentleman of the station of my lord Dunborough's son does not condescend to the gutter! 'I will convey the remark to my client, said the attorney, bristling all over. 'Client! Mr. Thomasson retorted, trembling with rage for he saw the advantage he had given the enemy. 'Since when had laundry maids lawyers? Client! Pho! Begone, sir! You are abusive.
'I am obliged to you. And when they had jointly loosened his lordship's cravat, and removed his wig and set the cool jug of small beer within his reach, Mr. Pomeroy bade the other a curt good-night, and took himself off. Mr. Thomasson waited until his footsteps ceased to echo in the gallery, and then, he scarcely knew why, he furtively opened the door and peeped out.
Thomasson, but turned to the viscountess. 'Well, madam, he said with a sneer. Your humble servant. This is an unforeseen honour! I did not expect to meet you here. 'I expected to meet you, my lady answered with meaning. 'Glad to give you the pleasure, he said, sneering again. He was evidently in the worst of tempers. May I ask what has set you travelling? he continued.
Pomeroy answered drily, as he filled his glass. Then I shall stop the chaise with a pistol if you like, jump in a merry surprise for the nymph; and before twelve we shall be at Tamplin's. And you'll be free of it. Mr. Thomasson pondered, his face flushed, his eyes moist. 'I think you are the devil! he said at last. 'Is it a bargain? And see here. His lordship has gone silly on the girl.
To-morrow they would have been in Ormskirk's hands. And then " I paused to allow myself a whistle. She came a little toward me, in the prettiest possible glow of bewilderment, "I do not understand," she murmured. "Oh, Frank, Frank, for the love of God, beware of trusting Vanringham in anything! And you are not a thief, after all? Are you really not named Thomasson?"
In a trice the tutor, looking scared, and a trifle sulky for he had been taken from his meat stood at her side. Lady Dunborough drew a breath of relief, and by a sign bade the maid begone. 'You know who is below? she whispered. Mr. Thomasson nodded. 'I thought it was what you wished, he said, with something in his tone as near mutiny as he dared venture.
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