[The Confessions of Harry Lorrequer<br> Complete by Charles James Lever]@TWC D-Link book
The Confessions of Harry Lorrequer
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CHAPTER XLII
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His manner was bustling, impatient, and had it not been ludicrous, would certainly be considered as insolent to every one about him, for he stared each person abruptly in the face, and mumbled some broken expressions of his opinion of them half-aloud in German.

His comments ran on:--"Bon soir, Monsieur," to the host: "Ein boesewicht, ganz sicher"-- "a scoundrel without doubt;" and then added, still lower, "Rob you here as soon as look at you." "Ah, postillion! comment va ?"--"much more like a brigand after all--I know which I'd take you for." "Ver fluchte fraw"-- "how ugly the woman is." This compliment was intended for the hostess, who curtsied down to the ground in her ignorance.

At last approaching me, he stopped, and having steadily surveyed me, muttered, "Ein echter Englander"-- "a thorough Englishman, always eating." I could not resist the temptation to assure him that I was perfectly aware of his flattering impression in my behalf, though I had speedily to regret my precipitancy, for, less mindful of the rebuke than pleased at finding some one who understood German, he drew his chair beside me and entered into conversation.
Every one has surely felt, some time or other in life, the insufferable annoyance of having his thoughts and reflections interfered with, and broken in upon by the vulgar impertinence and egotism of some "bore," who, mistaking your abstraction for attention and your despair for delight, inflicts upon you his whole life and adventures, when your own immediate destinies are perhaps vacillating in the scale.
Such a doom was now mine! Occupied as I was by the hope of the future, and my fears lest any impediment to my escape should blast my prospects for ever, I preferred appearing to pay attention to this confounded fellow's "personal narrative" lest his questions, turning on my own affairs, might excite suspicions as to the reasons of my journey.
I longed most ardently for the arrival of the diligence, trusting that with true German thrift, by friend might prefer the cheapness of the "interieure" to the magnificence of the "coupe," and that thus I should see no more of him.

But in this pleasing hope I was destined to be disappointed, for I was scarcely seated in my place when I found him beside me.

The third occupant of this "privileged den," as well as my lamp-light survey of him permitted, afforded nothing to build on as a compensation for the German.


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