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204 THE ADVENTURES OF PHILIP<br />

"I have asked your pardon," Philip said. "I was annoyed<br />

about—no matter what—and had no right to be rude to Mrs.<br />

Brandon's guest."<br />

" I say, did you tell the governor that you saw me in Thornhaugh<br />

Street ?" asks Hunt.<br />

" I was very rude and ill-tempered, and again I confess I was<br />

wrong," said Phil, boggling and stuttering, and turning very red.<br />

He remembered his father's injunction.<br />

" I say again, sir, did you tell your father of our meeting this<br />

morning ?" demands the elergyman.<br />

"And pray, sir, what right have you to ask me about my<br />

private conversation with my father ?" asks Philip, with towering<br />

dignity.<br />

" You won't tell me ? <strong>The</strong>n you have told him. He's a nice<br />

man, your father is, for a moral man."<br />

"l am not anxious for your opinion about my father's morality,<br />

Mr. Hunt," says Philip, gasping in a bewildered manner, and<br />

drumming the table. "I am here to replace him in his absence,<br />

and treat his guest with civility."<br />

" Civility ! Pretty civility !" says the other, glaring at him.<br />

" Such as it is, sir, it is my best, and—I—I have no other,"<br />

groans the young man.<br />

"Old friend of your father's, a university man, a Master of<br />

Arts, a gentleman born, by Jove ! a clergyman—though I sink<br />

that ________ "<br />

" Yes, sir, you do sink that," says Philip.<br />

"Am I a dog," shrieks out the clergyman, "to be treated by<br />

you in this way ? Who are you ? Do you know who you are ?"<br />

"Sir, I am striving with all my strength to remember," says<br />

Philip.<br />

" Come ! I say ! don't try any of your confounded airs on me ?"<br />

shrieks Hunt, with a profusion of oaths, and swallowing glass after<br />

glass from the various decanters before him. " Hang me, when I<br />

was a young man, I would have sent one—two at your nob, though<br />

you were twice as tall ! Who are you, to patronise your senior,<br />

your father's old pal—a university man :—you confounded supercilious<br />

______ "<br />

" I am here to pay every attention to my father's guest," says<br />

Phil ; " but, if you have finished your wine, I shall be happy to<br />

break up the meeting, as early as you please."<br />

" You shall pay me ; I swear you shall," said Hunt.<br />

" Oh, Mr. Hunt !" cried Philip, jumping up, and clenching his<br />

great fists, "I should desire nothing better."<br />

<strong>The</strong> man shrank back, thinking Philip was going to strike him

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