BOOK THE SECOND: BIRDS OF A FEATHER
Chapter 16: An Anniversary Occasion (continued)
'Yes, Lady Tippins,' assents Mortimer; 'as they say on the stage,
"Even so!"
'Then we expect you,' retorts the charmer, 'to sustain your
reputation, and tell us something else.'
'Lady Tippins, I exhausted myself for life that day, and there is
nothing more to be got out of me.'
Mortimer parries thus, with a sense upon him that elsewhere it is
Eugene and not he who is the jester, and that in these circles
where Eugene persists in being speechless, he, Mortimer, is but
the double of the friend on whom he has founded himself.
'But,' quoth the fascinating Tippins, 'I am resolved on getting
something more out of you. Traitor! what is this I hear about
another disappearance?'
'As it is you who have heard it,' returns Lightwood, 'perhaps you'll
tell us.'
'Monster, away!' retorts Lady Tippins. 'Your own Golden
Dustman referred me to you.'
Mr Lammle, striking in here, proclaims aloud that there is a sequel
to the story of the man from somewhere. Silence ensues upon the
proclamation.
'I assure you,' says Lightwood, glancing round the table, 'I have
nothing to tell.' But Eugene adding in a low voice, 'There, tell it,
tell it!' he corrects himself with the addition, 'Nothing worth
mentioning.'
Boots and Brewer immediately perceive that it is immensely
worth mentioning, and become politely clamorous. Veneering is
also visited by a perception to the same effect. But it is
understood that his attention is now rather used up, and difficult to
hold, that being the tone of the House of Commons.
'Pray don't be at the trouble of composing yourselves to listen,'
says Mortimer Lightwood, 'because I shall have finished long
before you have fallen into comfortable attitudes. It's like--'
'It's like,' impatiently interrupts Eugene, 'the children's narrative:
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