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           Throughthelapseoftwentyyears,Icanremembertheconsequenceoftwoglasses!twowine-glasses!buttwo,uponthehonourofagentleman;andJosephSedley,whohadalivercomplaint,hadswallowedatleastaquartoftheabominablemixture.

           Thatnextmorning,whichRebeccathoughtwastodawnuponherfortune,foundSedleygroaninginagonieswhichthepenrefusestodescribe.Soda-waterwasnotinventedyet.Smallbeerwillitbebelieved!wastheonlydrinkwithwhichunhappygentlemensoothedthefeveroftheirpreviousnight’spotation.Withthismildbeveragebeforehim,GeorgeOsbornefoundtheex-CollectorofBoggleyWollahgroaningonthesofaathislodgings.Dobbinwasalreadyintheroom,good-naturedlytendinghispatientofthenightbefore.Thetwoofficers,lookingattheprostrateBacchanalian,andaskanceateachother,exchangedthemostfrightfulsympatheticgrins.EvenSedley’svalet,themostsolemnandcorrectofgentlemen,withthemutenessandgravityofanundertaker,couldhardlykeephiscountenanceinorder,ashelookedathisunfortunatemaster.

           "Mr.Sedleywasuncommonwildlastnight,sir,"hewhisperedinconfidencetoOsborne,asthelattermountedthestair."Hewantedtofightthe‘ackney-coachman,sir.TheCaptingwasobligedtobringhimupstairsinhisharmslikeababby."AmomentarysmileflickeredoverMr.Brush’sfeaturesashespoke;instantly,however,theyrelapsedintotheirusualunfathomablecalm,asheflungopenthedrawing-roomdoor,andannounced"Mr.Hosbin.

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