The things we do!

Unsuspecting Clive, remembering the jolly dinner which Jack had procured
for him at the Guards' mess in St. James's, whither Jack himself came
from the Horse Guards--simple Clive, seeing Jack enter the town, hailed
him cordially, and invited him to dinner, and Jack accepted, and Clive
told him all the news he had of the place; how Kew was there, and Lady
Anne Newcome, and Ethel; and Barnes was coming. "I am not very fond of
him either," says Clive, smiling, when Belsize mentioned his name. So
Barnes was coming to marry that pretty little Lady Clara Pulleyn. The
knowing youth! I dare say he was rather pleased with his knowledge of the
fashionable world, and the idea that Jack Belsize would think he, too,
was somebody.
Jack drank an immense quantity of champagne, and the dinner over, as they
could hear the band playing from Clive's open windows in the snug clean
little Hotel de France, Jack proposed they should go on the promenade. M.
de Florac was of the party; he had been exceedingly jocular when Lord
Kew's name was mentioned, and said, "Ce petit Kiou! M.


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