removed all Irish accent and modes of speech; but in hook, and book,
and cook he lengthened the vowel sound. Occasionally a something
strange grated on the ear, and declared him not of the south of
England, suggested the north, and insinuated Cumberland; an actor
could not reproduce these trifling differences with caricaturing them.
He was absolutely good-looking, and he was too well dressed. He
laughed a good deal, and his conversation was sprinkled with cynical
remarks and cutting observations.

"You don't seem to go in for dress now as you used to."

"I haven't the money to spend on it; but tell me, don't you like this
suit?"

"Well, pretty well; whose is it? Did Walpole make it? Do you deal with
him still?"

"Yes, it is one of Walpole's, but I have had it turned."

"Had it turned? I have heard of turning an overcoat, but a morning
coat! I did not know it could be done; that's what makes it look so
shaky."

"Now don't you get laughing at my coat, it looks very well indeed. I
suppose you think I am not fit to walk with you. I daresay it doesn't
look as smart as yours, which has just come out of Walpole's shop."

The young men had so much to say, and were so genuinely glad to see
each other, that their thoughts hesitated and they were embarrassed.