And then, half unconscious of the offence he had given, and half angry at the rebuke he had received, he leisurely compleated his design, and again put on his wig, settling it to his face with as much composure as if he had performed the operation in his own dressing-room.
The Captain, having gained his point, walked away, making, however, various grimaces of disgust, and whispering from side to side hes the most petrifying fellow I ever was obsedé by!
Mr Briggs then, with much derision, and sundry distortions of countenance, listened to an Italian song; after which, he bustled back to the outer apartment, in search of Cecilia, who, ashamed of seeming a party in the disturbance he had excited, had taken the opportunity of his dispute with the Captain, to run into the next room; where, however, he presently found her, while she was giving an account to Mr Gosport of her connection with him, to which Morrice, ever curious and eager to know what was going forward, was also listening.
Ah, little chick! cried he, got to you again! soon out jostle those jemmy sparks! But wheres the supper? see nothing of the supper! Time to go to bed,suppose there is none; all a take in; nothing but a little piping.
Supper, Sir? cried Cecilia; the Concert is not over yet. Was supper mentioned in your card of invitation?
Ay, to be sure, should not have come else. Dont visit often; always costs money. Wish I had not come now; wore a hole in my shoe; hardly a crack in it before.
Why you did not walk, Sir?
Did, did; why not? Might as well have stayed away though; daubed my best coat, like to have spoilt it.
So much the better for the taylors, Sir, said Morrice, pertly, for then you must have another.
Another! what for? hant had this seven years; just as good as new.
I hope, said Cecilia, you had not another fall?
Worse, worse; like to have lost my bundle.
What bundle, Sir?
Best coat and waistcoat; brought em in my handkerchief, purpose to save them. When will Master Harrel do as much?
But had you no apprehensions, Sir, said Mr Gosport drily, that the handkerchief would be the sooner worn out for having a knot tied in it?
Took care of that, tied it slack. Met an unlucky boy; little dog gave it a pluck; knot slipt; coat and waistcoat popt out.
But what became of the boy, Sir? cried Morrice, I hope he got off?
Could not run for laughing; caught him in a minute; gave him something to laugh for; drubbed him soundly.
O poor fellow! cried Morrice with a loud hallow, I am really sorry for him. But pray, Sir, what became of your best coat and waistcoat while you gave him this drubbing? did you leave them in the dirt?
No, Mr Nincompoop, answered Briggs angrily, I put them on a stall.
That was a perilous expedient, Sir, said Mr Gosport, and I should fear might be attended with ill consequences, for the owner of the stall would be apt to expect some little douçeur. How did you manage, Sir?
Bought a halfpenny worth of apples. Serve for supper to-morrow night.
But how, Sir, did you get your cloaths dried, or cleaned?
Went to an alehouse; cost me half a pint.
And pray, Sir, cried Morrice, where, at last, did you make your toilette?
Shant tell, shant tell; ask no more questions. What signifies where a man slips on a coat and waist-coat?
Why, Sir, this will prove an expensive expedition to you, said Mr Gosport, very gravely; Have you cast up what it may cost you?
More than its worth, more than its worth, answered he pettishly hant laid out so much in pleasure these five years.
Ha! ha! cried Morrice, hallowing aloud, why it cant be more than sixpence in all!
Sixpence? repeated he scornfully, if you dont know the value of sixpence, youll never be worth fivepence three farthings. How do think got rich, hay?by wearing fine coats, and frizzling my pate? No, no; Master Harrel for that! ask him if hell cast an account with me!never knew a man worth a penny with such a coat as that on.
Morrice again laughed, and again Mr Briggs reproved him; and Cecilia, taking advantage of the squabble, stole back to the music-room. Here, in a few minutes, Mrs Panton, a lady who frequently visited at the house, approached Cecilia, followed by a gentleman, whom she had never before seen, but who was so evidently charmed with her, that he had looked at no other object since his entrance into the house. Mrs Panton, presenting him to her by the name of Mr Marriot, told her he had begged her intercession for the honour of her hand in the two first dances; and the moment she answered that she was already engaged, the same request was made for the two following. Cecilia had then no excuse, and was therefore obliged to accept him.
The hope she had entertained in the early part of the evening, was already almost wholly extinguished; Delvile appeared not! though her eye watched the entrance of every new visitor, and her vexation made her believe that he alone, of all the town, was absent.
When the Concert was over, the company joined promiscuously for chat and refreshments before the ball; and Mr Gosport advanced to Cecilia, to relate a ridiculous dispute which had just passed between Mr Briggs and Morrice.
You, Mr Gosport, said Cecilia, who seem to make the minutiae of absurd characters your study, can explain to me, perhaps, why Mr Briggs seems to have as much pleasure in proclaiming his meanness, as in boasting his wealth?
Because, answered Mr Gosport, he knows them, in his own affairs, to be so nearly allied, that but for practising the one, he had never possessed the other; ignorant, therefore, of all discrimination,except, indeed, of pounds, shillings and pence!he supposes them necessarily inseparable, because with him they were united. What you, however, call meanness, he thinks wisdom, and recollects, therefore, not with shame but with triumph, the various little arts and subterfuges by which his coffers have been filled.
Here Lord Ernolf, concluding Cecilia still disengaged from seeing her only discourse with Mr Gosport and Mr Monckton, one of them was old enough to be her father, and the other was a married man, advanced, and presenting to her Lord Derford, his son, a youth not yet of age, solicited for him the honour of her hand as his partner.
Cecilia, having a double excuse, easily declined this proposal; Lord Ernolf, however, was too earnest to be repulsed, and told her he should again try his interest when her two present engagements were fulfilled. Hopeless, now, of young Delvile, she heard this intimation with indifference; and was accompanying Mr Monckton into the ballroom, when Miss Larolles, flying towards her with an air of infinite eagerness, caught her hand, and said in a whisper pray let me wish you joy!
Certainly! said Cecilia, but pray let me ask you of what?
O Lord, now, answered she, I am sure you know what I mean; but you must know I have a prodigious monstrous great favour to beg of you; now pray dont refuse me; I assure you if you do, I shall be so mortified youve no notion.
Well, what is it?
Nothing but to let me be one of your bride maids. I assure you I shall take it as the greatest favour in the world.
My bride maid! cried Cecilia; but do you not think the bridegroom himself will be rather offended to find a bridesmaid appointed, before he is even thought of?