Theodore Winthrop

“ How jolly he looks, the fat little man! How his round face shines, and his protuberant nose begins to glow with inhaling the steam of the feast!
“I must have you on my left, Admiral,” says the hostess, to a hearty gentleman in naval uniform.
“Thank you for my promotion, Madam,” rejoins Commodore Hotham, dropping into his place.
At the head of her table, then, sits Lady Brothertoft, proud and handsome, flanked by the two chiefs. And down on either side the guests dispose themselves in belaurelled vista.
Major Kerr takes the foot of the table. He carves well for everybody, and best for himself. ”

“ Then she drew away indignantly from the man who had put this little stab into her heart.
“Are there no gentlemen in the world?” she thought. “Do men dare to speak so and look so at other young ladies?”
“Loog ad de breddy Meess,” says Emerick, holding a wine-glass before his bushy abattis, as a cover. “Zhe is nod habbie wid Chack, nor wid Gurr!”
“A dozen fellows,” Rawdon rejoined, behind his glass, “of better blood than Jack, and better hearts than Kerr, would have cut in there long ago. The daughter is as sweet and pure as a lily. But who dares marry such a mother-in-law?” ”

“ And, Jack, take warning that the latitude of Brothertoft Manor is unhealthy for thee in the autumn. Never come here again, or thy bootjack will draw thy boots and find death in them! Swinging by the neck is a sorry exit for a petit maître, and it must be annoying to know that, in punishment for a single shabby act, one’s fame is standing forever in the pillory in Westminster Abbey.
Captain André whispered soft nothings to Lucy. And though Kerr glowered truculently, she listened, much to the amusement of Emerick and Rawdon. ”