And how does the faithful Neverbend conduct himself?
Talk of Boeotians, if any man ever was born in a foggy air, it must have been my friend Fidus.' Alaric merely shrugged his shoulders, and laughed slightly.

'But what on earth brings you down to Tavistock ?' said he.
'Oh! I am a denizen of the place, naturalized, and all but settled; have vast interests here, and a future constituency.

Let the Russells look well to themselves.

The time is quickly coming when you will address me in the House with bitter sarcasm as the honourable but inconsistent member for Tavistock; egad, who knows but you may have to say Right Honourable ?' 'Oh! I did not know the wind blew in that quarter,' said Alaric, not ill-pleased at the suggestion that he also, on some future day, might have a seat among the faithful Commons.
'The wind blows from all quarters with me,' said Undy; 'but in the meantime I am looking out for shares.' 'Will you come in and breakfast ?' asked the other.
'What, with friend Fidus?
no, thank'ee; I am not, by many degrees, honest enough to suit his book.

He would be down on some little public peccadillo of mine before I had swallowed my first egg.