I
fancy Hench coming down to breakfast, and reading the Morning Post. I
imagine Tod dropping in from his bedroom over the way, and Hench handing
the paper over to Tod, and the conversation which ensued between those
worthy men. Elopement in high life--excitement in N--come, and flight of
Lady Cl-- N--come, daughter of the late and sister of the present Earl of
D-rking, with Lord H---gate; personal rencontre between Lord H---gate and
Sir B--nes N---come. Extraordinary disclosures. I say, I can fancy Hench
and Tod over this awful piece of news.
"Pretty news, ain't it, Toddy?" says Henchman, looking up from a
Perigord-pie, which the faithful creature is discussing.
"Always expected it," remarks the other. "Anybody who saw them together
last season must have known it. The Chief himself spoke of it to me."
"It'll cut him up awfully when he reads it. Is it in the Morning Post? He
has the Post in his bedroom. I know he has rung his bell: I heard it.
Bowman, has his lordship read his paper yet?"
Bowman, the, valet, said, "I believe you, he have read his paper.
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