and though he could not help hearing
the free talk of the persons amongst whom he lived, and who were men
of pleasure and the world, he sat pretty silent himself in the midst of
their rattle; never indulged in double entendre in his conversation
with women; had no victories over the sex to boast of; and was shy and
awkward when he heard such narrated by others.
This youthful modesty Mr. Sampson had remarked during his intercourse
with the lad at Castlewood, where Mr. Warrington had more than once
shown himself quite uneasy whilst cousin Will was telling some of his
choice stories; and my lord had curtly rebuked his brother, bidding
him keep his jokes for the usher's table at Kensington, and not give
needless offence to their kinsman. Hence the exclamation of "Reverentia
pueris," which the chaplain had addressed to his neighbour at the
ordinary on Harry's first appearance there. Mr. Sampson, if he had not
strength sufficient to do right himself, at least had grace enough not
to offend innocent young gentlemen by his cynicism.
The chaplain was touched by Harry's gift of the horse; and felt a
genuine friendliness towards the lad. "You see, sir," says he, "I am of
the world, and must do as the rest of the world does. I have led a rough
life, Mr. Warrington, and can't afford to be more particular than my
neighbours. Video meliora, deteriora sequor, as we said at college. I
have got a little sister, who is at boarding-school, not very far from
here, and, as I keep a decent tongue in my head when I am talking with
my little Patty, and expect others to do as much, sure I may try and do
as much by you."
The chaplain was loud in his praises of Harry to his aunt, the old
Baroness. She liked to hear him praised. She was as fond of him as she
could be of anything; was pleased in his company, with his good looks,
his manly courageous bearing, his blushes, which came so readily, his
bright eyes, his deep youthful voice. His shrewdness and simplicity
constantly amused her; she would have wearied of him long before, had he
been clever, or learned, or witty, or other than he was. "We must find
a good wife for him, Chaplain," she said to Mr. Sampson. "I have one or
two in my eye, who, I think, will suit him. We must set him up here;
he never will bear going back to his savages again, or to live with his
little Methodist of a mother."
Now about this point Mr. Sampson, too, was personally anxious, and
had also a wife in his eye for
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