smiling at" _scorn_. Indeed,
"His soul was like a star, and dwelt apart."
He did not conceive it possible for any one to laugh at _him_, or
anything he might choose to do, or any one he might think fit to
associate with and introduce to the notice of society--which kind office
he forthwith performed for Titmouse, to whose odd person, and somewhat
eccentric dress and demeanor, his Lordship (who imagined that the same
operation was going on in the minds of other people) was growing daily
more reconciled. Thus, that which had at first so shocked his Lordship,
he got at length perfectly familiar and satisfied with, and began to
suspect whether it had not been assumed by Titmouse, out of a daring
scorn for the intrusive opinions of the world, which showed a loftiness
of spirit akin to his Lordship's own. Besides, in another point of
view--suppose the manner and appearance of Titmouse were ever so absurd,
so long as his Lordship chose to tolerate them, who should venture to
gainsay them? So the earl asked him frequently to dinner; took him with
them when his Lordship and Lady Cecilia went out in the evenings; gave
him a seat in his carriage in going down to the House; and invited him
to accompany him and Lady Cecilia when they either drove or rode round
the Park. As for the matter of riding, Titmouse's assiduous attention at
the riding-school, enabled him to appear on horseback without being
_glaringly_ unequal to the management of his horse, which, however, he
more than once induced to back somewhat threateningly upon those of Lady
Cecilia and the earl. Titmouse happening to let fall, at the earl's
table, that he had that day ordered an elegant chariot to be built for
him, his Lordship intimated that a cab was the usual turn-out of a
bachelor man of fashion; whereupon Titmouse the next day countermanded
his order, and was fortunate enough to secure a cab which had just been
completed for a young nobleman who was unable to pay for it, and whom,
consequently, the builder did not care about disappointing. He soon
provided himself with a great horse and a little tiger. What pen can do
justice to the feelings with which he first sat down in that cab,
yielding upon its thoroughly well-balanced springs, took the reins from
his little tiger, and then heard him jump up behind! As it was a trifle
too early for the Park, he suddenly bethought himself of exhibiting his
splendors before the establishment of Mr. Tag-rag; so he desired his
little imp behind to run and summon his valet, who in a trice came down;
and in answer to a question, "whether there wasn't something wanting
from a draper or hosier," was informed glibly, that six dozen of best
cambric pocket handkerchiefs, a dozen or two pair of white kid gloves,
half-a-dozen stocks, and various other items were "wanting"--(_i. e._ by
the valet himself, for Titmouse was already profusely provided with
these articles.) Off, however, he drove--occupied with but one idea--and
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