Yes. But the some one else whom Caroline loved was Brand Firmins son: and it was to save Philip from ruin that the poor Little Sister chose to forget her marriage to his father. Part 1 Chapter 13 Love Me Love My Dog Whilst the battle is raging, the old folks and ladies peep oakley dispatch sunglass over the battlements, to watch the turns of the combat and the behaviour of the knights. To princesses in old days, whose lovely hands were to be bestowed upon the conqueror, it must have been a matter of no small interest to know whether the slim young champion with the lovely eyes on the milk-white steed should vanquish, or the dumpy, elderly, square-shouldered, squinting, carroty whiskerando of a warrior who was laying about him so savagely; and so in this battle, on the issue of which depended the keeping or losing of poor Philips inheritance, there were several non-combatants deeply interested. Or suppose we withdraw the chivalrous simile (as, in fact, the conduct and views of certain parties engaged in the matter were anything but what we call chivalrous), and imagine a wily old monkey who engages a cat to take certain chestnuts out of the fire, and pussy putting her paw through the bars, seizing the nut and then dropping it? Jacko is disappointed and angry, shows his sharp teeth, and bites if he dares. When the attorney went down to do battle for Philips patrimony, some of those who wanted it were spectators of the fight, and lurking up a tree hard by. When Mr. Bond came forward to try and seize Phils chestnuts, there was a wily old monkey who thrust the cats paw out, and proposed to gobble up the smoking prize. If you have ever been at the Admiral Byngyou know, my oakley radars sunglass dear madam, that the parlour where the club meets is just behind Mrs. Ovess bar; so that by lifting up the sash of the window which communicates between the two apartments, that good-natured woman may put her face into the club-room, and actually be one of the society. Sometimes, for company, old Mr. Ridley goes and sits with Mrs. O— in her bar, and reads the paper there. He is slow at his reading. The long words puzzle the worthy gentleman. As he has plenty of time to spare, he does not grudge it to the study of his On the day when Mr. Bond went to persuade Mrs. Brandon in Thornhaugh Street to claim Dr. Firmin for her husband, and to disinherit poor Philip, a little gentleman wrapt most solemnly and mysteriously in a great cloak appeared at the bar of the Admiral Byngand said in an aristocratic manner, You have a parlour; show me to it:” and being introduced to the parlour (where there are fine pictures of Oves, and Mrs. O— , and Spotty-nose, their favourite defunct bull-dog), sat down and called for a glass of sherry and a newspaper. The civil and intelligent potboy of the Byng” took the party The Advertiser of yesterday (which to-days paper was in ‘and); and when the gentleman began to swear over the old paper, Frederick gave it as his opinion to his mistress that the new comer was a harbitrary gentas, indeed, he was, with the omission, perhaps, of a single letter; a man who bullied everybody who would submit to be bullied. In fact, it was our friend Talbot Twysden, Esq., Commissioner of the Powder and Pomatum Office; and I leave those who know him to say whether he is arbitrary or not. To him presently came that bland old gentleman, Mr. Bond, who also asked for a parlour and some sherry and water; and this is how Philip and his veracious and astute biographer came to know for a certainty that dear uncle Talbot was the person who wished toto have Philips chestnuts. Mr. Bond and Mr. Twysden had been scarcely a minute together, when such a storm of imprecations came clattering through the glass-window which communicates with Mrs. Ovess bar, that I daresay they made the jugs and tumblers clatter on the shelves, and Mr. Ridley, a very modest-spoken man, reading his paper, lay it down with a scared face, and say, Well, I never Nor did he often, I dare to She will have nothing to do with the business, Mr. Twysden. We cant touch it; and I dont see how we can move her. She denies the marriage as much as Firmin does: says she knew it was a mere sham when the ceremony was performedSir you didnt bribe cheap oakley sunglasses her enoughshrieked Mr. Twysden. You have bungled this business; by George, you have, sir Go and do it yourself, sir, if you are not ashamed to appear in itsays the lawyer. You dont suppose I did it because I liked it; or want to take that poor young fellows inheritance from him, as you do?” I wish justice and the law, sir. If I were wrongfully detaining his property I would give it up. I would be the first to give it up. I desire justice and law, and employ you because you are a law agent. Are you not?”And I have been on your errand, and shall send in my bill in due time; and there will be an end of my connection with you as your law agent, Mr. Twysdencried the old lawyer. You know, sir, how badly Firmin acted to me in the last matter Faith, sir, if you ask my opinion as a law agent, I dont think there was much to choose between you. How much is the sherry and water?keep the change. Sorry Id no better news to bring you, Mr. T., My good sir, I have had other dealings with your family, and am no more going to put up with your highti-tightiness than I would with Lord Ringwoods , when I was one of his law agents. I am not going to tell Mr. Philip Firmin that his uncle and aunt propose to ease him of his property; but if anybody else doesthat good little Mrs. Brandonor that old goose Mr. Whatdyoucallem, her fatherI dont suppose he will be over well pleased. I am speaking as a gentleman now, not as a law agent. You and your nephew had each a half share of Mr. Philip Firmins grand-fathers property, and you wanted it all, thats the truth, and set a law agent to get it for you; and swore at him because he could not get it from its right owner. And so, sir, I wish you a good morning, and recommend you to take your papers to some other agent, Mr. Twysden And with this, exit Mr. Bond. And now, I ask you, if that secret could be kept which was known through a trembling glass-door to Mrs. Oves of the Admiral Byngand to Mr. Ridley, the father of J. J., and the obsequious husband of Mrs. Ridley.? On that very afternoon, at tea-time, Mrs. Ridley was made acquainted by her husband (in his noble and circumlo cutory manner) with the conversation which he had overheard. It was agreed that an embassy should be sent to J. J. on the business, and his advice taken regarding it; and J. J.s opinion was that the conversation certainly should be reported to Mr. Philip Firmin, who might afterwards act upon it as he should think best. What? His own aunt, cousins, and uncle agreed in a scheme to overthrow his legitimacy, and deprive him of his grandfathers inheritance? It seemed impossible. Big with the tremendous news, Philip came to his adviser, Mr. Pendennis, of the Temple, and told him what had occurred on the part of father, uncle, and Little Sister. Her abnegation had been so noble, that you may be sure Philip appreciated it; and a tie of friendship was oakley eyewear outlet formed between the young man and the little lady even more close and tender than that which had bound them previously. But the Twysdens, his kinsfolk, to employ a lawyer in order to rob him of his inheritance!Oh, it was dastardly! Philip bawled and stamped, and thumped his sense of the wrong in his usual energetic manner. As for his cousin Ringwood Twysden, Phil had often entertained a strong desire to wring his neck and pitch him downstairs. As for uncle Talbot: that he is an old pump, that he is a pompous old humbug, and the queerest old sycophant, I grant you; but I couldnt have believed him guilty of this. And as for the girlsoh, Mrs. Pendennis, you who are good, you who are kind, although you hate them, I know you doyou cant say, you wont say, that they were in the conspiracy? But suppose Twysden was asking only for what he conceives to be his rights?” asked Mr. Pendennis. Had your father been married to Mrs. Brandon, you would not have been Dr. Firmins legitimate son. Had you not been his legitimate son, you had no right to a half-share of your grandfathers property. Uncle Talbot acts only the part of honour and justice in the transaction. He is Brutus, and he orders you off to death, with a bleeding heart
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