More dancing follows. Our hero performs prodigies in the ~valse a
deux temps~, and twirls about until he has not a leg left to stand
upon. The harp, the violin, and the cornet-a-piston, from the county
town, play mechanically in their sleep, and can only be roused by
repeated applications of gin-and-water. Carriages are ordered round:
wraps are in requisition: the mysterious rites under the
white-berried bush are stealthily repeated for the last time: the
guests depart, as it were, in a heap; the Rectory party being the
last to leave. The intelligent Mr. Mole, who has fuddled himself by
an injudicious mixture of the half-glasses of wine left on the
supper-table, is exasperated with the butler for not allowing him to
assist in putting away the silver; and declares that he (the butler)
is "a hold himage," for which, he (the intelligent Mr. M.), "don't
care a button!" and, as the epithet "image" appears to wondrously
offend the butler, Mr. Mole is removed from further consequences by
his intelligent wife, who is waiting to conduct her lord and master
home.
At length, the last light is out in the Manor Green. Mr. Verdant
Green is lying uncomfortably upon his back, and is waltzing through
Dreamland with the blooming Patty Honeywood.
[202 ADVENTURES OF MR. VERDANT GREEN]
CHAPTER X.
MR. VERDANT GREEN ENJOYS A REAL CIGAR.
THE Christmas vacation passed rapidly away; the Honeywood family
returned to the far north; and, once more, Mr. Verdant Green found
himself within the walls of Brazenface. He and Mr. Bouncer had
together gone up to Oxford, leaving Charles Larkyns behind to keep a
grace-term.
Charles Larkyns had determined to take a good degree. For some time
past, he had been reading steadily; and, though only a few hours in
each day may be given to books - yet, when that is done, with
regularity and painstaking, a real and sensible progress is made. He
knew that he had good abilities, and he had determined not to let
them remain idle any longer, but to make that use of them for which
they were given to him. His examination would come on during the
next term; and he hoped to turn the interval to good account, and be
able in the end to take a respectable degree. He was destined for
the Bar; and, as he had no wish to be a briefless Barrister, he knew
that college honours would be of great advantage to him in his after
career. He, at once, therefore, set bodily to work to read up his
subjects; while his father assisted him in his labours, and Mary
Green smiled a kind approval.
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