the book of snobs-第38章

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public…house；　which　Mrs。　Fanny　had　fetched　from　the

neighbouring　apartment）to　fetch　'the　bottle　of　port…

wine；'　when　the　dinner　was　over；　and　told　Goldmore　as

wonderful　a　history　about　the　way　in　which　that　bottle　of

wine　had　come　into　his　hands　as　any　of　his　former　stories

had　been。　　When　the　repast　was　all　over；　and　it　was　near

time　to　move　to　the　play；　and　Mrs。　Gray　had　retired；　and

we　were　sitting　ruminating　rather　silently　over　the　last

glasses　of　the　port；　Gray　suddenly　breaks　the　silence　by

slapping　Goldmore　on　the　shoulder；　and　saying；　'Now；

Goldmore；　tell　me　something。'



'What？'　asks　Croesus。



'Haven't　you　had　a　good　dinner？'



Goldmore　started；　as　if　a　sudden　truth　had　just　dawned

upon　him。　　He　HAD　had　a　good　dinner；　and　didn't　know　it

until　then。　　The　three　mutton…chops　consumed　by　him　were

best　of　the　mutton　kind；　the　potatoes　were　perfect　of

their　order；　as　for　the　rolypoly；　it　was　too　good。　　The

porter　was　frothy　and　cool；　and　the　port…wine　was　worthy

of　the　gills　of　a　bishop。　　I　speak　with　ulterior　views；

for　there　is　more　in　Gray's　cellar。



'Well；'　says　Goldmore；　after　a　pause；　during　which　he

took　time　to　consider　the　momentous　question　Gray　put　to

him'　'Pon　my　wordnow　you　say　soII　haveI　really

have　had　a　monsous　good　dinnah　monsous　good；　upon　my

ward！　　Here's　your　health；　Gray　my　boy；　and　your　amiable

lady；　and　when　Mrs。　Goldmore　comes　back；　I　hope　we　shall

see　you　more　in　Portland　Place。'　　And　with　this　the　time

came　for　the　play；　and　we　went　to　see　Mr。　Phelps　at

Sadler's　Wells。　　The　best　of　this　story　（for　the　truth　of

every　word　of　which　I　pledge　my　honour）　is；　that　after

this　banquet；　which　Goldmore　enjoyed　so；　the　honest

fellow　felt　a　prodigious　compassion　and　regard　for　the

starving　and　miserable　giver　of　the　feast；　and　determined

to　help　him　in　his　profession。　　And　being　a　Director　of

the　newly…established　Antibilious　Life　Assurance　Company；

he　has　had　Gray　appointed　Standing　Counsel；　with　a　pretty

annual　fee；　and　only　yesterday；　in　an　appeal　from　Bombay

（Buckmuckjee　Bobbachee　v。　Ramchowder…Bahawder）　in　the

Privy　Council；　Lord　Brougham　complimented　Mr。　Gray；　who

was　in　the　case；　on　his　curious　and　exact　knowledge　of

the　Sanscrit　language。



Whether　he　knows　Sanscrit　or　not；　I　can't　say；　but

Goldmore　got　him　the　business；　and　so　I　cannot　help

having　a　lurking　regard　for　that　pompous　old　Bigwig。







CHAPTER　XXXVI



SNOBS　AND　MARRIAGE



'We　Bachelors　in　Clubs　are　very　much　obliged　to　you；〃

says　my　old　school　and　college　companion；　Essex　Temple；

'for　the　opinion　which　you　hold　of　us。　　You　call　us

selfish；　purple…faced；　bloated；　and　other　pretty　names。

You　state；　in　the　simplest　possible　terms；　that　we　shall

go　to　the　deuce。　　You　bid　us　rot　in　loneliness；　and　deny

us　all　claims　to　honesty；　conduct；　decent　Christian　life。

Who　are　you；　Mr。　Snob；　to　judge　us。　　Who　are　you；　with

your　infernal　benevolent　smirk　and　grin；　that　laugh　at

all　our　generation？



'I　will　tell　you　my　case；'　says　Essex　Temple；　'mine　and

my　sister　Polly's；　and　you　may　make　what　you　like　of　it；

and　sneer　at　old　maids；　and　bully　old　bachelors；　if　you

will。



'I　will　whisper　to　you　confidentially　that　my　sister　was

engaged　to　Serjeant　Shirkera　fellow　whose　talents　one

cannot　deny；　and　be　hanged　to　them；　but　whomwhom　I　have

always　known　to　be　mean；　selfish；　and　a　prig。　　However；

women　don't　see　these　faults　in　the　men　whom　Love　throws

in　their　way。　　Shirker；　who　has　about　as　much　warmth　as

an　eel；　made　up　to　Polly　years　and　years　ago；　and　was　no

bad　match　for　a　briefless　barrister；　as　he　was　then。



Have　you　ever　read　Lord　Eldon's　Life？　　Do　you　remember

how　the　sordid　old　Snob　narrates　his　going　out　to

purchase　twopence…worth　of　sprats；　which　he　and　Mrs。

Scott　fried　between　them？　　And　how　he　parades　his

humility；　and　exhibits　his　miserable　povertyhe　who；　at

that　time；　must　have　been　making　a　thousand　pounds　a

year？　　Well；　Shirker　was　just　as　proud　of　his　prudence

just　as　thankful　for　his　own　meanness；　and　of　course

would　not　marry　without　a　competency。　　Who　so　honourable？

Polly　waited；　and　waited　faintly；　from　year　to　year。　　HE

wasn't　sick　at　heart；　HIS　passion　never　disturbed　his　six

hours'　sleep；　or　kept　his　ambition　out　of　mind。　　He　would

rather　have　hugged　an　attorney　any　day　than　have　kissed

Polly；　though　she　was　one　of　the　prettiest　creatures　in

the　world；　and　while　she　was　pining　alone　upstairs；

reading　over　the　stock　of　half…a…dozen　frigid　letters

that　the　confounded　prig　had　condescended　to　write　to

her；　HE；　be　sure；　was　never　busy　with　anything　but　his

briefs　in　chambersalways　frigid；　rigid；　self…satisfied；

and　at　his　duty。　　The　marriage　trailed　on　year　after

year；　while　Mr。　Serjeant　Shirker　grew　to　be　the　famous

lawyer　he　is。



'Meanwhile；　my　younger　brother；　Pump　Temple；　who　was　in

the　120th　Hussars；　and　had　the　same　little　patrimony

which　fell　to　the　lot　of　myself　and　Polly；　must　fall　in

love　with　our　cousin；　Fanny　Figtree；　and　marry　her　out　of

hand。　　You　should　have　seen　the　wedding！　　Six　bridesmaids

in　pink；　to　hold　the　fan；　bouquet；　gloves；　scent…bottle；

and　pocket…handkerchief　of　the　bride；　basketfuls　of　white

favours　in　the　vestry；　to　be　pinned　on　to　the　footmen　and

horses；　a　genteel　congregation　of　curious　acquaintance　in

the　pews；　a　shabby　one　of　poor　on　the　steps；　all　the

carriages　of　all　our　acquaintance；　whom　Aunt　Figtree　had

levied　for　the　occasion；　and　of　course　four　horses　for

Mr。　Pump's　bridal　vehicle。



'Then　comes　the　breakfast；　or　DEJEUNER；　if　you　please；

with　a　brass　band　in　the　street；　and　policemen　to　keep

order。　　The　happy　bridegroom　spends　about　a　year's　income

in　dresses　for　the　bridesmaids　and　pretty　presents；　and

the　bride　must　have　a　TROUSSEAU　of　laces；　satins；　jewel…

boxes　and　tomfoolery；　to　make　her　fit　to　be　a

lieutenant's　wife。　　There　was　no　hesitation　about　Pump。

He　flung　about　his　money　as　if　it　had　been　dross；　and

Mrs。　P。　Temple；　on　the　horse　Tom　Tiddler；　which　her

husband　gave　her；　was　the　most　dashing　of　military　women

at　Brighton　or　Dublin。



How　old　Mrs。　Figtree　used　to　bore　me　and　Polly　with

stories　of　Pump's　grandeur　and　the　noble　company　he　kept！

Polly　lives　with　the　Figtrees；　as　I　am　not　rich　enough　to

keep　a　home　for　her。



'Pump　and　I　have　always　been　rather　distant。　　Not　having

the　slightest　notions　about　horseflesh；　he　has　a　natural

contempt　for　me；　and　in　our　mother's　lifetime；　when　the

good　old　lady　was　always　paying　his　debts　and　petting

him；　I'm　not　sure　there　was　not　a　little　jealousy。　　It

used　to　be　Polly　that　kept　the　peace　between　us。



'She　went　to　Dublin　to　visit　Pump；　and　brought　back　grand

accounts　of　his　doingsgayest　man　about　townAide…de…

Camp　to　the　Lord…LieutenantFanny　admired　everywhere

Her　Excellency　godmother　to　the　second　boy：　the　eldest

with　a　string　of　aristocratic　Christian…names　that　made

the　grandmother　wild　with　delight。　　Presently　Fanny　and

Pump　obligingly　came　to　London；　where　the　third　was　born。



'Polly　was　godmother　to　this；　and　who　so　loving　as　she

and　Pump　now？　　〃Oh；　Essex；〃　says　she　to　me；　〃he　is　so

good；　so　generous；　so　fond　of　his　family；　so

handsome；　who　can　help　loving　him；　and　pardoning　his

little　errors？〃　　One　day；　while　Mrs。　Pump　was　yet　in　the

upper　regions；　and　Doctor　Fingerfee's　brougham

at　her　door　every　day；　having　business　at　Guildhall；　whom

should　I　meet　in　Cheapside　but　Pump　and　Polly？　　The　poor

girl　looked　more　happy　and　rosy

than　I　have　seen　her　these　twelve　years。　　Pump；　on　the

contrary；　was　rather　blushing　and　embarrassed。



'I　couldn't　be　mistaken　in　her　face　and　its　look　of

mischief　and　triumph。　　She　had　been　committing　some　act

of　sacrifice。　　I　went　to　the　family　stockbroker。　　She　had

sold　out　two　thousand　pounds　that　morning　and　given　them

to　Pump。　　Quarrelling　was　uselessPump　had　the　money；　he

was　off　to　Dublin　by　the　time　I　reached　his　mother's；　and

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