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st as I had composed myself in delicious indolence, a parcel fell with more than ordinary force on one beneath. These were two of my talking friends. I stirred not, but sat silently to listen to their curious conversation, which I now proceed to give verbatim. _Parcel fallen upon_.--"What the d--l are you?" _Parcel that fell_.--"That's my business." "Is it? I rather think its mine, though. Why don't you look where you're going?" "How can I see through three brown papers and a rusty black silk handkerchief?" "Ain't there a hole in any of 'em?" "No." "That's a pity; but when you've been here as long as I have, the moths will help you a bit." "Will they?" "Certainly." "I hope not." "Hope if you like; but you'll find I'm right." "I trust I didn't hurt you much." "Not very. Bless you, I'm pretty well used to ill-treatment now. You've only rubbed the pile of my collar the wrong way, just as that awkward black rascal would brush me." "Bless me! I think I know your voice." "Somehow, I think I know yours." "You ain't Colonel Tomkins, are you?" "No." "Nor Count Castor?" "No." "Then I'm in error." "No you're not. I was the Colonel once; then I became the Count by way of loan; and then I came here--as he said by mistake." "Why, my dear fellow, I'm delighted to speak to you. How did you wear?" "So-so." "When I first saw you, I thought you the handsomest Petersham in town. Your velvet collar, cuffs, and side-pockets, were superb; and when you were the Colonel, upon my life you were the sweetest cut thing about the waist and tails I ever walked with." "You flatter me." "Upon my honour, no." "Well, I can return the compliment; for a blue, with chased buttons and silk lining, you beat anything I ever had the honour of meeting. But I suppose, as you are here, you are not the Cornet now?" "Alas! no." "May I ask why?" "Certainly. His scoundrel of a valet disgraced his master's cloth and me at the same time. The villain went to the Lowther Arcade--took me with him by force. Fancy my agony; literally accessory to handing ices to milliners' apprentices and staymakers; and when the wretch commenced quadrilling it, he dos-a-dos'd me up against a fat soap-boiler's wife, in filthy three-turned-and-dyed common satin." "Scoundrel!" "Rascal! But he was discovered--he reeled home drunk. _I_, that is, as it's known, _we_ make the men. The Cornet saw him, and thrashed him
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