To solve this question, Mr Swiveller summoned the handmaid and ascertained that Miss Sophy Wackles had indeed left the letter with her own hands; and that she had come accompanied, for decorum′s sake no doubt, by a younger Miss Wackles; and that on learning that Mr Swiveller was at home and being requested to walk upstairs, she was extremely shocked and professed that she would rather die. Mr Swiveller heard this account with a degree of admiration not altogether consistent with the project in which he had just concurred, but his friend attached very little importance to his behavior in this respect, probably because he knew that he had influence sufficient to control Richard Swiveller′s proceedings in this or any other matter, whenever he deemed it necessary, for the advancement of his own purposes, to exert it.
CHAPTER 8
Business disposed of, Mr Swiveller was inwardly reminded of its being nigh dinner-time, and to the intent that his health might not be endangered by longer abstinence, dispached a message to the nearest eating-house requiring an immediate supply of boiled beef and greens for two. With this demand, however, the eating-house (having experience of its customer) declined to comply, churlishly sending back for answer that if Mr Swiveller stood in need of beef perhaps he would be so obliging as to come there and eat it, bringing with him, as grace before meat, the amount of a certin small account which had long been outstanding. Not at all intimidated by this rebuff, but rather sharpened in wits and appetite, Mr Swiveller forwarded the same message to another and more distant eating-house, adding to it by way of rider that the gentleman was induced to send so far, not only by the great fame and popularity its beef had acquired, but in consequence of the extreme toughness of the beef retailed at the obdurant cook′s shop, which rendered it quite unfit not merely for gentlemanly food, but for any human consumption. The good effect of this politic course was demonstrated by the speedy arrive of a small pewter pyramid, curously constructed of platters and covers, whereof the boiled-beef-plates formed the base, and a foaming quart-pot the apex; the structure being resolved into its component parts afforded all things requisite and necessary for a hearty meal, to which Mr Swiveller and his friend applied themselves with great keenness and enjoyment.
′May the present moment,′ said Dick, sticking his fork into a large carbuncular potato, ′be the worst of our lives! I like the plan of sending ′em with the peel on; there′s a charm in drawing a poato from its native element (if I may so express it) to which the rich and powerful are strangers. Ah! ′Man wants but little here below, nor wants that little long!′ How true that it!—after dinner.′
′I hope the eating-house keeper will want but little and that he may not want that little long,′ returned his companion; but I suspect you′ve no means of paying for this!′
′I shall be passing present, and I′ll call,′ said Dick, winking his eye significantly. ′The waiter′s quite helpless. The goods are gone, Fred, and there′s an end of it.
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