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84 A SHABBY GENTEEL STORY<br />

before been madly melancholy, he narrated to the two gentlemen<br />

the particulars of his quarrel with Fitch, mimicking the little<br />

painter's manner in an excessively comic way, and giving the most<br />

ludicrous account of his person, kept his companions in a roar of<br />

laughter. Cinqbars swore that he would see the fun in the morning,<br />

and agreed that if the painter wanted a second, either he or Tufthunt<br />

would act for him.<br />

Now my Lord Cinqbars had an excessively clever servant, a<br />

merry rogue, whom he had discovered in the humble capacity of<br />

scout's assistant at Christchurch, and raised to be his valet. <strong>The</strong><br />

chief duties of the valet were to black his lord's beautiful boots,<br />

that we have admired so much, and put his Lordship to bed when<br />

overtaken with liquor. He heard every word of the young men's<br />

talk (it being his habit, much encouraged by his master, to join<br />

occasionally in the conversation) ; and in the course of the night,<br />

when at supper with Monsieur Donnerwetter and Mdlle. Augustine,<br />

he related every word of the talk abovestairs, mimicking Brandon<br />

quite as cleverly as the latter had mimicked Fitch. When then,<br />

after making his company laugh by describing Brandon's love-agonies,<br />

Mr. Tom informed them how that gentleman had a rival, with<br />

whom he was going to fight a duel the next morning—an artistfellow<br />

with an immense beard, whose name was Fitch, to his<br />

surprise Mdlle. Augustine burst into a scream of laughter, and<br />

exclaimed, " Feesh, Feesh ! Jest notre homme—it is our man, sare !<br />

Saladin, remember you Mr. Fish ?"<br />

Saladin said gravely, " Missa Fis, Missa Fis! know 'um quite<br />

well, Missa Fis ! Painter-man, big beard, gib Saladin bit injyrubby,<br />

Missis lub Missa Fis !"<br />

It was too true : the fat lady was the famous MRS. CARRICK-<br />

FERGUS, and she had come all the way from Rome in pursuit of her<br />

adored painter.

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