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, so that it seemed evident that he smarted under some recent grievance. The raillery of our host, not too nice or delicate, soon spurred him to a discovery of his complaint. He asked nothing better than to be urged to a disclosure. "Neither rank, nor friendship, nor service," he said, smiting the table, "are enough to gain the smallest favour from the King. All goes to the women; they have but to ask to have. I prayed the King to give me for a cousin of mine a place in the Life Guards that was to be vacant, and he--by Heaven, he promised! Then comes Nell, and Nell wants it for a friend--and Nell has it for a friend--and I go empty!" I had started when he spoke of the Life Guards, and sat now in a state of great disturbance. Darrell also, as I perceived, was very uneasy, and made a hasty effort to alter the course of the conversation; but Mr Jermyn would not have it. "Who is the happy--the new happy man, that is Mistress Nell's friend?" he asked, smiling. "Some clod from the country," returned the Earl; "his name, they say, is Dale." I felt my heart beating, but I trust that I looked cool enough as I leant across and said, "Your lordship is misinformed. I have the best of reasons for saying so." "The reasons may be good, sir," he retorted with a stare, "but they are not evident." "I am myself just named to a commission in the King's Life Guards, and my name is Dale," said I, restraining myself to a show of composure, for I felt Darrell's hand on my arm. "By my faith, then, you're the happy man," sneered Carford. "I congratulate you on your----" "Stay, stay, Carford," interposed Mr Jermyn. "On your--godmother," said Carford. "You're misinformed, my lord," I repeated fiercely, although by now a great fear had come upon me. I knew whom they meant by "Nell." "By God, sir, I'm not misinformed," said he. "By God, my lord," said I--though I had not been wont to swear--"By God, my lord, you are." Our voices had risen in anger; a silence fell on the party, all turning from their talk to listen to us. Carford's face went red when I gave him the lie so directly and the more fiercely because, to my shame and wonder, I had begun to suspect that what he said was no lie. But I followed up the attack briskly. "Therefore, my lord," I said, "I will beg of you to confess your error, and withdraw what you have said." He burst into a laugh. "If I weren't ashamed to take a favour from such a hand, I
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