He said, 'Go to blazes,' and he fixed up that marriage--and there
you are! Clovelly, I drink to you; you are a master!"
Clovelly acknowledged beautifully, and brought off a fine thing
about the bookmaker having pocketed L5000 at the Derby, then
complimented Colonel Ryder on his success as a lecturer in London
(pretty true, by the way), and congratulated Blackburn on his coming
marriage with Mrs. Callendar, the Tasmanian widow. What he said of
myself I am not going to repeat; but it was salaaming all round,
with the liquor good, and fun bang over the bulwarks.
How is Roscoe? I didn't see as much of him as you did, but I liked
him. Take my tip for it, that woman will make trouble for him some
day. She is the biggest puzzle I ever met. I never could tell
whether she liked him or hated him; but it seems to me that either
would be the ruin of any "Christom man." I know she saw something
of him while she was in London, because her quarters were next to
those of my aunt the dowager (whose heart the gods soften at my
wedding!) in Queen Anne's Mansions, S.
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