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作者:恐龙王      更新:2021-02-21 15:33      字数:4541
  servant like me; he took an opportunity of quarrelling with me and
  discharging me。  However; as he had still some grace; he
  recommended me to a gentleman with whom; since he had attached
  himself to politics; he had formed an acquaintance; the editor of a
  grand Tory Review。  I lost caste terribly amongst the servants for
  entering the service of a person connected with a profession so
  mean as literature; and it was proposed at the Servants' Club; in
  Park Lane; to eject me from that society。  The proposition;
  however; was not carried into effect; and I was permitted to show
  myself among them; though few condescended to take much notice of
  me。  My master was one of the best men in the world; but also one
  of the most sensitive。  On his veracity being impugned by the
  editor of a newspaper; he called him out; and shot him through the
  arm。  Though servants are seldom admirers of their masters; I was a
  great admirer of mine; and eager to follow his example。  The day
  after the encounter; on my veracity being impugned by the servant
  of Lord C… in something I said in praise of my master; I determined
  to call him out; so I went into another room and wrote a challenge。
  But whom should I send it by?  Several servants to whom I applied
  refused to be the bearers of it; they said I had lost caste; and
  they could not think of going out with me。  At length the servant
  of the Duke of B… consented to take it; but he made me to
  understand that; though he went out with me; he did so merely
  because he despised the Whiggish principles of Lord C…'s servant;
  and that if I thought he intended to associate with me I should be
  mistaken。  Politics; I must tell you; at that time ran as high
  amongst the servants as the gentlemen; the servants; however; being
  almost invariably opposed to the politics of their respective
  masters; though both parties agreed in one point; the scouting of
  everything low and literary; though I think; of the two; the
  liberal or reform party were the most inveterate。  So he took my
  challenge; which was accepted; we went out; Lord C…'s servant being
  seconded by a reformado footman from the palace。  We fired three
  times without effect; but this affair lost me my place; my master
  on hearing it forthwith discharged me; he was; as I have said
  before; very sensitive; and he said this duel of mine was a parody
  of his own。  Being; however; one of the best men in the world; on
  his discharging me he made me a donation of twenty pounds。
  'And it was well that he made me this present; for without it I
  should have been penniless; having contracted rather expensive
  habits during the time that I lived with the young baronet。  I now
  determined to visit my parents; whom I had not seen for years。  I
  found them in good health; and; after staying with them for two
  months; I returned again in the direction of town; walking; in
  order to see the country。  On the second day of my journey; not
  being used to such fatigue; I fell ill at a great inn on the north
  road; and there I continued for some weeks till I recovered; but by
  that time my money was entirely spent。  By living at the inn I had
  contracted an acquaintance with the master and the people; and
  become accustomed to inn life。  As I thought that I might find some
  difficulty in procuring any desirable situation in London; owing to
  my late connection with literature; I determined to remain where I
  was; provided my services would be accepted。  I offered them to the
  master; who; finding I knew something of horses; engaged me as a
  postilion。  I have remained there since。  You have now heard my
  story。
  'Stay; you shan't say that I told my tale without a per …
  peroration。  What shall it be?  Oh; I remember something which will
  serve for one。  As I was driving my chaise some weeks ago; I saw
  standing at the gate of an avenue; which led up to an old mansion;
  a figure which I thought I recognised。  I looked at it attentively;
  and the figure; as I passed; looked at me; whether it remembered me
  I do not know; but I recognised the face it showed me full well。
  'If it was not the identical face of the red…haired priest whom I
  had seen at Rome; may I catch cold!
  'Young gentleman; I will now take a spell on your blanket … young
  lady; good…night。'
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