Volume Ii Part 13 (1/2)

'Ah, Mr. Wentworth,' said the new visitor, 'I thought I would just run in and see you.'

'Happy to see you-take a seat.'

'I have read your programme, and am delighted with it.'

'Sir, you flatter me.'

'Not a bit of it. It is just what I like. I don't think I could have done it better myself. You're the coming man-all Sloville will rally round you.'

'It does not seem like it at present,' said Wentworth gloomily.

'My dear sir, you astonish me; I should have thought a man of your talent would have carried everything before him. But I see I am come in the nick of time-quite providential, as it were. I can promise you entire success.'

'Upon what terms?'

'Well, if you put it in that light, I, of course, expect to be paid. As a fellow literary man, I would, of course, prefer to work for you for nothing; but you see, sir, one must live, and the fact is, I have a duty to discharge to my wife and family. A man who neglects them, you know, is worse than an infidel. I believe I have Scriptural authority for that statement?'

'I believe you have, sir.'

'Ah, yes, my dear sir, I thought a man of your knowledge and good sense would admit as much. You know me-my name is Roberts.'

'I can't say that I do.'

'Well, that is a good one! Did you never read my poem on the death of Prince Albert?'

'I can't say that I have.'

'Don't you remember my celebrated speech at Little Pedlington in favour of the Society for the Equal Diffusion of Capital?'

'I can't say that I ever heard of it.'

'Well, you do surprise me! How true it is that the world knows nothing of its greatest men! Surely you must have heard of my celebrated discussion with the great O'Toole in the Town Hall of Mudford on the rights of man, of which the _Mudford __Observer_ remarked that I demolished my unfortunate antagonist with the brilliancy of Macaulay, with the philosophy of a Burke, with the wit of a Sheridan, and with a native originality indicative of the rarest genius. Why, it was the talk of the whole town for weeks. Do you really mean to tell me, Mr.

Wentworth, that you never heard of that?'

'Never,' said Wentworth dryly.

'Well, that's a good one! I thought you gentlemen of London kept your eye on everybody and everything. But you know the Temple Forum?'

'Oh, certainly I do.'

'Ah! I am glad to hear that, because I am one of the leading lights of that select a.s.sembly.'

'Well, I am very unfortunate. I cannot remember to have heard you even there; but I must own I seldom went near the place.'

'Ah, if you had you would have known me well. Many is the speech I have made there. But perhaps you will kindly glance at this?' taking out of his hat a dilapidated and somewhat greasy paper.

Reluctantly Mr. Wentworth took it.

'It is an account of one of my lectures before the Minerva Inst.i.tute at Bullock Smithy.'

'Bullock Smithy-never heard of that.'