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The Attaché; or, Sam Slick in England — Volume 02 by Thomas Chandler Haliburton
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talent. Fashion spreads many tables here, but talent is
always found seated at the best, if it thinks proper to
comply with certain usages, without which, even genius
ceases to be attractive.

"On some future occasion, I will enter more at large on
this subject; but now it is too late; I have already
exceeded my usual hour for retiring. Excuse me. Sam.
said he. 'I know you will not be offended with me, but
Squire there are some subjects on which Sam may amuse,
but cannot instruct you, and one is, fashionable life in
London. You must judge for yourself, Sir. Good night,
my children."

Mr. Slick rose, and opened the door for him, and as he
passed, bowed and held out his hand. "Remember me, your
honour, no man opens the door in this country without
being paid for it. Remember me, Sir."

"True, Sam," said the Minister, "and it is unlucky that
it does not extend to opening the mouth, if it did, you
would soon make your fortune, for you can't keep yours
shut. Good night."

The society to which I have subsequently had the good
fortune to be admitted, fully justifies the eulogium of
Mr. Hopewell. Though many persons can write well, few
can talk well; but the number of those who excel in
conversation is much greater in certain circles in London,
than in any other place. By talking well, I do not mean
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