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Ut Ha * e you culled the captain ? ' 1 asked , k % I sfct master John upon the steps , and observed the man still standing with the candle in his liand and grinning from ear to ear . •« ' No , Sir / said the ttian .
*• * No !* I thundered , ' and what in the devil's name ib the reasoiv ? * ' ¦ ' Boots !* lift cried out , in reply , ' show this gentleman "forty-one . " Them may wake Captain Thompson as likes ! / never heard of no Mr * . Thompson V - ** Rejecting an ungenerous suspicion that flashed across my flfiind * and informing the bar-keeper en passant , that he was a brtite and a donkey , I sprang up the stair-rase after the boy , and quite out of breath , arrived at a long ; gallery of bachelors' voonis on the fifth floor . The boy pointed to a door at the end of the gallery , and retreated to the bannisters a « if to escane the blowing ui > of a neturd .
" Bat-a-tat-tat ! ' * * Come in ! ' thundered a voice like a hailing trumpet . Here follows one of the authors pictures , which may be considered a fair specimen of his power of mixing the ideal grotesque with the perfectly natural . His colours are laid on coarsely , but with Flemish effeGt .
I took the lamp from the boy , and opened the door . On a narrow bed , well tucked up , lay a most formidable-loo king individual , with a face glowing with carbuncles , a pair of deep-set eyes inflamed and fier }' , and hair and evebrows of glaring red , mixed slightly with errey ,
while outside the hed lay a hairy arm , with a fist like the end of the club of Hercules . His head was tied loosely in a black silk handkerchief , and on the light-stand stood a tumbler of brandy and M'ater . ' ' What do you want ? ' he thundered again , as I stepped over the threshold and lifted my hat , struck speechless for a moment with this Unexpected apparition .
*• ' Have I the pleasure / I asked in a hesitating voice , * to address Captain Thompson ?' «• « That's my name !* « c * Ah ! then , captuin , I have the pleasure to inform you that Mrs . Thompson and little John are arrived . They are at the door
lit this moment . * ' * A change in the expression of Captain Thompson ' s face checked rtiy information in the middle , mid as 1 took a step backward , he raised himself on his elbow , and looked at me in a way that did not diminish my embarrassment . - "I'll tell yon what , Mr . Milk-and-water , ' said he , with an
emphasis on every word like the descent of a sledge-hammer , * if you re not out of this room in two seconds with your " Mrs . Thompson and little John /* I'll slam you through that window , or the devil take me !* " 1 reflected as I took another step backward , that if I were thrown down to Mrs . Thompson from a fifth story window , 1 should not be in
a state to render her the assistance * he required ; and remarking with an ill-feigned gaiety to Captain Thompson , that « o decided a measure would not be necessary , I backed expeditiotisly over the threshold . As 1 was closing his door , I hoard the gulp of his bnindy-ftnd-water , and the next instant the empty . glass wbifcfced past my retreating hend , and was shattered to nieces on the wall behind me *
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Monthly Repository (1806-1838) and Unitarian Chronicle (1832-1833), June 2, 1836, page 362, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse.ac.uk/periodicals/mruc/issues/vm2-ncseproduct2658/page/34/
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