I′m one of the first sort. If the proverb′s a good ′un, I supose it′s better to keep to half of it than none; at all events, I′d rather be merry and not wise, than like you, neither one nor t′other.′
′Bah!′ muttered his friend, peevishly.
′With all my heart,′ said Mr Swiveller. ′In the polite circles I believe this sort of thing isn′t usually said to a gentleman in his own apartments, but never mind that. Make yourself at home,′ adding to this retort an observation to the effect that his friend appeared to be rather ′cranky′ in point of temper, Richards Swiveller finished the rosy and applied himself to the composition of another glassful, in which, after tasting it with great relish, he proposed a toast to an imaginary company.
′Gentlemen, I′ll give you, if you please, Success to the ancient family of the Swivellers, and good luck to Mr Richard in particular—Mr Richard, gentlemen,′ said Dick with great emphasis, ′who spends all his money on his friends and is Bah!′d for his pains. Hear, hear!′
′Dick!′ said the other, returning to his seat after having paced the room twice or thrice, ′will you talk seriously for two minutes, if I show you a way to make your fortune with very little trouble?′
′You′ve shown me so many,′ returned Dick; ′and nothing has come of any one of ′em but empty pockets —-′
′You′ll tell a different story of this one, before a very long time is over,′ said his companion, drawing his chair to the table. ′You saw my sister Nell?′
′What about her?′ returned Dick.
′She has a pretty face, has she not?′
′Why, certainly,′ replied Dick. ′I must say for her that there′s not any very strong family likeness between her and you.′
′Has she a pretty face,′ repeated his friend impatiently.
′Yes,′ said Dick, ′she has a pretty face, a very pretty face. What of that?′
′I′ll tell you,′ returned his friend. ′It′s very plain that the old man and I will remain at daggers drawn to the end of our lives, and that I have nothing to expect from him. You see that, I suppose?′
′A bat might see that, with the sun shining,′ said Dick.
′It′s equally plain that the money which the old flint—rot him—first taught me to expect that I should share with her at his death, will all be hers, is it not?′
′I should said it was,′ replied Dick; ′unless the way in which I put the case to him, made an impression. It may have done so. It was powerful, Fred. ′Here is a jolly old grandfather′—that was strong, I thought—very friendly and natural. Did it strike you in that way?′
It didn′t strike him,′ returned the other, ′so we needn′t discuss it. Now look here. Nell is nearly fourteen.′
′Fine girl of her age, but small,′ observed Richard Swiveller parenthetically.
′If I am to go on, be quiet for one minute,′ returned Trent, fretting at the slight interest the other appeared to take in the conversation. ′Now I′m coming to the point.′
′That′s right,′ said Dick.
′The girl has strong affections, and brought up as she has been, may, at her age, be easily influenced and persuaded. If I take her in hand, I will be bound by a very little coaxing and threatening to bend her to my will.
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