Civil service -- Fiction; London (England) -- Fiction
Alaric merely shrugged his shoulders, and laughed slightly. 'But what on
earth brings you down to Tavistock?' said he.
'Oh! I am a denizen of the place, naturalized, and all but settled; have
vast interests here, and a future constituency. Let the Russells look
well to themselves. The time is quickly coming when you will address
me in the House with bitter sarcasm as the honourable but inconsistent
member for Tavistock; egad, who knows but you may have to say Right
Honourable?'
'Oh! I did not know the wind blew in that quarter,' said Alaric, not
ill-pleased at the suggestion that he also, on some future day, might
have a seat among the faithful Commons.
'The wind blows from all quarters with me,' said Undy; 'but in the
meantime I am looking out for shares.'
'Will you come in and breakfast?' asked the other.
'What, with friend Fidus? no, thank'ee; I am not, by many degrees,
honest enough to suit his book. He would be down on some little public
peccadillo of mine before I had swallowed my first egg. Besides, I would
not for worlds break the pleasure of your _tête-à-tête_.'
'Will you come down after dinner?'
'No; neither after dinner, nor before breakfast; not all the coffee, nor
all the claret of the Bedford shall tempt me. Remember, my friend, you
are paid for it; I am not.'
'Well, then, good morning,' said Alaric. 'I must go in and face my fate,
like a Briton.'
Undy went on for a few steps, and then returned, as though a sudden
thought had struck him. 'But, Tudor, I have bowels of compassion within
me, though no pluck. I am willing to rescue you from your misery, though
I will not partake it. Come up to me this evening, and I will give you
a glass of brandy-punch. Your true miners never drink less generous
tipple.'
'How on earth am I to shake off this incubus of the Woods and Works?'
'Shake him off? Why, make him drunk and put him to bed; or tell him at
once that the natural iniquity of your disposition makes it necessary
that you should spend a few hours of the day in the company of a sinner
like myself. Tell him that his virtue is too heavy for the digestive
organs of your unpractised stomach. Tell him what you will, but come. I
myself am getting sick of those mining Vandals, though I am so used to
dealing with them.'
Alaric promised that he would come, and then went in to breakfast. Undy
also returned to his breakfast, well pleased with this first success in
the little scheme which at present occupied his mind. The innocent young
Commissioner little dreamt that the Honourable Mr. Scott had come all
the way to Tavistock on purpose to ask him to drink brandy-punch at the
Blue Dragon!
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