Tales and Novels — Volume 03 by Maria Edgeworth
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six-and-sixty, instead of six-and-thirty; but then he can drink more than
any two-legged animal in his majesty's dominions, and you know that is an advantage which is well worth twenty or thirty years of a man's life--especially to persons who have no other chance of distinguishing themselves." "If some people had distinguished themselves a little less in the world," retorted his lordship, "it would have been as well!" "As well!--how flat!" "Flatly then I have to inform you, Lady Delacour, that I will neither be contradicted nor laughed at--you understand me,--it would be as well, flat or not flat, my Lady Delacour, if your ladyship would attend more to your own conduct, and less to others!" "To _that_ of others--his lordship means, if he means any thing. Apropos, Belinda, did not you tell me Clarence Hervey is coming to town?--You have never seen him.--Well, I'll describe him to you by negatives. He is _not_ a man who ever says any thing flat--he is _not_ a man who must he wound up with half a dozen bottles of champaign before he can _go_--he is _not_ a man who, when he does go, goes wrong, and won't be set right--he is _not_ a man, whose whole consequence, if he were married, would depend on his wife--he is _not_ a man, who, if he were married, would be so desperately afraid of being governed by his wife, that he would turn gambler, jockey, or sot, merely to show that he could govern himself." "Go on, Lady Delacour," said his lordship, who had been in vain attempting to balance a spoon on the edge of his teacup during the whole of this speech, which was delivered with the most animated desire to provoke--"Go |
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