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James Crawley’s Pipe Is Put Out

           HeaskedafterJames’scareeratcollegewhathisprospectsinlifewerehopedheartilyhewouldgeton;and,inaword,wasfrankandamiable.James’stongueunloosedwiththeport,andhetoldhiscousinhislife,hisprospects,hisdebts,histroublesatthelittle-go,andhisrowswiththeproctors,fillingrapidlyfromthebottlesbeforehim,andflyingfromPorttoMadeirawithjoyousactivity.

           "Thechiefpleasurewhichmyaunthas,"saidMr.Crawley,fillinghisglass,"isthatpeopleshoulddoastheylikeinherhouse.ThisisLibertyHall,James,andyoucan’tdoMissCrawleyagreaterkindnessthantodoasyouplease,andaskforwhatyouwill.IknowyouhaveallsneeredatmeinthecountryforbeingaTory.MissCrawleyisliberalenoughtosuitanyfancy.SheisaRepublicaninprinciple,anddespiseseverythinglikerankortitle."

           "WhyareyougoingtomarryanEarl’sdaughter?"saidJames.

           "Mydearfriend,rememberitisnotpoorLadyJane’sfaultthatsheiswellborn,"Pittreplied,withacourtlyair."Shecannothelpbeingalady.Besides,IamaTory,youknow."

           "Oh,asforthat,"saidJim,"there’snothinglikeoldblood;no,dammy,nothinglikeit.I’mnoneofyourradicals.Iknowwhatitistobeagentleman,dammy.Seethechapsinaboat-race;lookatthefellersinafight;aye,lookatadawgkillingratswhichisitwins?thegood-bloodedones.Getsomemoreport,Bowls,oldboy,whilstIbuzzthisbottle-here.

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