The things we do!

James's Square; the man who ordered more
curricles when there were not carriages enough for his guests. I was
taken to Mr. Hastings's trial. It was very stupid and long. The young
man, the painter, I suppose will leave his paint-pots now, and set up as
a gentleman. I suppose they were very poor, or his father would not have
put him to such a profession. Barnes, why did you not make him a clerk in
the bank, and save him from the humiliation?"
"Humiliation! why, he is proud of it. My uncle is as proud as a
Plantagenet; though he is as humble as--as what! Give me a simile Barnes.
Do you know what my quarrel with Fanny Follington was about? She said we
were not descended from the barber-surgeon, and laughed at the Battle of
Bosworth. She says our great-grandfather was a weaver. Was he a weaver?"
"How should I know? and what on earth does it matter, my child? Except
the Gaunts, the Howards, and one or two more, there is scarcely any good
blood in England. You are lucky in sharing some of mine.


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