The History of Samuel Titmarsh and the Great Hoggarty DiamondThackeray, William Makepeace
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The History of Samuel Titmarsh and the Great Hoggarty Diamond
Thackeray, William Makepeace
English fiction -- 19th century; Great Britain -- Social life and customs -- Fiction
At twelve Captain Fizgig went off to his barracks at Knightsbridge, and
Tidd and I to our rooms. Next day being Sunday, a great bell woke us at
eight, and at nine we all assembled in the breakfast-room, where Mr.
Brough read prayers, a chapter, and made an exhortation afterwards, to us
and all the members of the household; except the French cook, Monsieur
Nontong-paw, whom I could see, from my chair, walking about in the
shrubberies in his white night-cap, smoking a cigar.
Every morning on week-days, punctually at eight, Mr. Brough went through
the same ceremony, and had his family to prayers; but though this man was
a hypocrite, as I found afterwards, I'm not going to laugh at the family
prayers, or say he was a hypocrite _because_ he had them. There are many
bad and good men who don't go through the ceremony at all; but I am sure
the good men would be the better for it, and am not called upon to settle
the question with respect to the bad ones; and therefore I have passed
over a great deal of the religious part of Mr. Brough's behaviour:
suffice it, that religion was always on his lips; that he went to church
thrice every Sunday, when he had not a party; and if he did not talk
religion with us when we were alone, had a great deal to say upon the
subject upon occasions, as I found one day when we had a Quaker and
Dissenter party to dine, and when his talk was as grave as that of any
minister present. Tidd was not there that day,--for nothing could make
him forsake his Byron riband or refrain from wearing his collars turned
down; so Tidd was sent with the buggy to Astley's. "And hark ye,
Titmarsh my boy," said he, "leave your diamond pin upstairs: our friends
to-day don't like such gewgaws; and though for my part I am no enemy to
harmless ornaments, yet I would not shock the feelings of those who have
sterner opinions. You will see that my wife and Miss Brough consult my
wishes in this respect." And so they did,--for they both came down to
dinner in black gowns and tippets; whereas Miss B. had commonly her dress
half off her shoulders.
The Captain rode over several times to see us; and Miss Brough seemed
always delighted to see _him_. One day I met him as I was walking out
alone by the river, and we had a long talk together.
"Mr. Titmarsh," says he, "from what little I have seen of you, you seem
to be an honest straight-minded young fellow; and I want some information
that you can give. Tell me, in the first place, if you will--and upon my
honour it shall go no farther--about this Insurance Company of yours? You
are in the City, and see how affairs are going on. Is your concern a
stable one?"
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