and their periods of
bragging, that they should brandify their wits to imagine themselves
Vikings.

Nataly interposed. She was vexed with him. He let his eyelids drop: but
the occasion for showing the prickliness of the bristly social English,
could not be resisted. Dr. Peter Yatt was tricked to confess, that small
annoyances were, in his experience, powerful on the human frame; and Dr.
John Cormyn was very neatly brought round to assure him he was mistaken
if he supposed the homoeopathic doctor who smoked was exercising a
destructive influence on the efficacy of the infinitesimal doses
he prescribed; Dr. Yatt chuckled a laugh at globules; Dr. Cormyn at
patients treated as horses; while Mr. Catkin was brought to praise the
smoke of tobacco as our sanctuary from the sex; and Mr. Peridon quietly
denied, that the taking of it into his nostrils from the puffs of his
friend caused him sad silences: Nesta flew to protect the admirer of
her beloved Louise. Her subsiding young excitement of the day set her
Boating on that moony melancholy in Mr. Peridon.

No one could understand the grounds for Colney's more than usual
waspishness. He trotted out the fulgent and tonal Church of the Rev.
Septimus; the skeleton of worship, so truly showing the spirit, in that
of Dudley Sowerby's family; maliciously admiring both; and he had a spar
with Fenellan, ending in a snarl and a shout. Victor said to him: 'Yes,
here, as much as you like, old Colney, but I tell you, you've staggered
that poor woman Lady Blachington to-day, and her husband too; and I
don't know how many besides. What the pleasure of it can be, I can't
guess.'

'Nor I,' said Fenellan, 'but I'll own I feel envious; like the girl
among a family of boys I knew, who were all of them starved in their
infancy by a miserly father, that gave them barely a bit of Graves to
eat and not a drop of Pempton to drink; and on the afternoon of his
funeral, I found them in the drawing-room, four lank fellows, heels up,
walking on their hands, from long practice; and the girl informed me,
that her brothers were able so to send the little blood they had in
their bodies to their brains, and always felt quite cheerful for it,
happy, and empowered to deal with the problems of the universe; as they
couldn't on their legs; but she, poor thing, was forbidden to do the
same! And I'm like her. I care for decorum too much to get the brain
to act on Colney's behaviour; but I see it enraptures him and m