The Adventures of Sir Launcelot Greaves by Tobias George Smollett
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on the saltbox, or a sonata on the tongs and gridiron. Be that as it
may, the young lawyer seemed to be a little discomposed at the glancing of this extraordinary weapon of offence, which the fair hands of Dolly had scoured, until it had shone as bright as the shield of Achilles; or as the emblem of good old English fare, which hangs by a red ribbon round the neck of that thrice-honoured sage's head, in velvet bonnet cased, who presides by rotation at the genial board, distinguished by the title of the Beef-steak Club where the delicate rumps irresistibly attract the stranger's eye, and, while they seem to cry, "Come cut me--come cut me," constrain, by wondrous sympathy, each mouth to overflow. Where the obliging and humorous Jemmy B----t, the gentle Billy H----d, replete with human kindness, and the generous Johnny B----d, respected and beloved by all the world, attend as the priests and ministers of mirth, good cheer, and jollity, and assist with culinary art the raw, unpractised, awkward guest. But to return from this digressive simile. The ostler no sooner stept between those menacing antagonists, than Tom Clarke very quietly resumed his clothes, and Mr. Ferret resigned the gridiron without further question. The doctor did not find it quite so easy to release the throat of Captain Crowe from the masculine grasp of the virago Dolly, whose fingers could not be disengaged until the honest seaman was almost at the last gasp. After some pause, during which he panted for breath, and untied his neckcloth, "D--n thee, for a brimstone galley," cried he; "I was never so grappled withal since I knew a card from a compass.-- Adzooks! the jade has so tautened my rigging, d'ye see, that I--Snatch my bowlines, if I come athwart thy hawser, I'll turn thy keel upwards--or mayhap set thee a-driving under thy bare poles--I will--I will, you hell-fire, saucy--I will." |
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