XLI Carries the Reader both to Richmond and Greenwich
XLII Contains a Novel Incident
XLIII Alsatia
XLIV In which the Colonel narrates some of his Adventures
XLV A Chapter of Conversations
XLVI Miss Amory's Partners
XLVII Monseigneur s'amuse
XLVIII A Visit of Politeness
XLIX In Shepherd's Inn
L In or near the Temple Garden
LI The Happy Village again
LII Which had very nearly been the last of the Story
LIII A Critical Chapter
LIV Convalescence
LV Fanny's Occupation's gone
LVI In which Fanny engages a new Medical Man
LVII Foreign Ground
LVIII 'Fairoaks to let'
LIX Old Friends
LX Explanations
LXI Conversations
LXII The Way of the World
LXIII Which accounts perhaps for Chapter LXII
LXIV Phillis and Corydon
LXV Temptation
LXVI In which Pen begins his Canvass
LXVII In which Pen begins to doubt about his Election
LXVIII In which the Major is bidden to Stand and Deliver
LXIX In which the Major neither yields his Money nor his Life
LXX In which Pendennis counts his Eggs
LXXI Fiat Justitia
LXXII In which the Decks begin to clear
LXXIII Mr. and Mrs. Sam Huxter
LXXIV Shows how Arthur had better have taken a Return Ticket
LXXV A Chapter of Match-making
LXXVI Exeunt Omnes

PENDENNIS

CHAPTER I. Shows how First Love may interrupt Breakfast

One fine morning in the full London season, Major Arthur Pendennis
came over from his lodgings, according to his custom, to breakfast at a
certain Club in Pall Mall, of which he was a chief ornament. As he
was one of the finest judges of wine in England, and a man of active,
dominating, and inquiring spirit, he had been very properly chosen to
be a member of the Committee of this Club, and indeed was almost the
manager of the institution; and the stewards and waiters bowed before
him as reverentially as to a Duke or a Field-Marshal.

At a quarter past ten the Major invariably made his appearance in the
best blacked boots in all London, with a checked morning cravat that
never was rumpled until dinner time, a buff waistcoat which bore the
crown of his sovereign on the buttons, and linen so spotless that Mr.
Brummel himself asked the name of his laundress, and would probably have
employed her had not misfortunes compelled that great man to fly the
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