resigned themselves to merriment.
But Mr Tappertit, who had a soul above the vulgar herd, and who, on
account of his greatness, could only afford to be merry now and then,
threw himself on a bench with the air of a man who was faint with
dignity. He looked with an indifferent eye, alike on skittles, cards,
and dice, thinking only of the locksmith's daughter, and the base
degenerate days on which he had fallen.
'My noble captain neither games, nor sings, nor dances,' said his host,
taking a seat beside him. 'Drink, gallant general!'
Mr Tappertit drained the proffered goblet to the dregs; then thrust
his hands into his pockets, and with a lowering visage walked among the
skittles, while his followers (such is the influence of superior genius)
restrained the ardent ball, and held his little shins in dumb respect.
'If I had been born a corsair or a pirate, a brigand, genteel highwayman
or patriot--and they're the same thing,' thought Mr Tappertit, musing
among the nine-pins, 'I should have been all right. But to drag out a
ignoble existence unbeknown to mankind in general--patience! I will be
famous yet. A voice within me keeps on whispering Greatness. I shall
burst out one of these days, and when I do, what power can keep me down?
I feel my soul getting into my head at the idea. More drink there!'
'The novice,' pursued Mr Tappertit, not exactly in a voice of thunder,
for his tones, to say the truth were rather cracked and shrill--but very
impressively, notwithstanding--'where is he?'
'Here, noble captain!' cried Stagg. 'One stands beside me who I feel is
a stranger.'
'Have you,' said Mr Tappertit, letting his gaze fall on the party
indicated, who was indeed the new knight, by this time restored to his
own apparel; 'Have you the impression of your street-door key in wax?'
The long comrade anticipated the reply, by producing it from the shelf
on which it had been deposited.
'Good,' said Mr Tappertit, scrutinising it attentively, while a
breathless silence reigned around; for he had constructed secret
door-keys for the whole society, and perhaps owed something of his
influence to that mean and trivial circumstance--on such slight
accidents do even men of mind depend!--'This is easily made. Come
hither, friend.'
With that, he beckoned the new knight apart, and putting the pattern in
his pocket, motioned to him to walk by his side.
'And so,' he said, when they had taken a few turns up and down, you--you
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