Besides these there was a warm gooseberry-tart, and
a cold pigeon pie—the latter capacious enough, even allowing for its due
complement of steak, to contain the whole produce of a dovecot; a couple of
lobsters and the best part of a salmon swimming in a sea of vinegar, and shaded
by a forest of fennel. The situation bothered him considerably. "The whole thing in a nutshell!"
"Are there no men a woman may trust absolutely?"
"Hang it, that isn't it. “I am very much obliged for the tea,” she said. Wood, in a whisper, as he filled a rummer to the
brim, not to forget the health of the Chevalier de Saint George—a proposition to
which the lady immediately responded by drinking the toast aloud. “Do you mean to say that you have been here ever since I came?”
“I am afraid that I must confess it,” he answered. I hate children. Byrom,—a poet of whom his native town, Manchester, may be justly
proud; and his features and figure have been preserved by the most illustrious of
his companions on the present occasion,—Hogarth,—in the levée in the "Rake's
Progress," and in "Southwark Fair.
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