The proposition was this: that as he had unfortunately been the means of introducing Mr.Alaric Tudor to the club, he considered it to be his duty to suggest that the name of that gentleman should be struck off the books.

He then expressed his unmitigated disgust at the crime of which Tudor had been found guilty, uttered some nice little platitudes in the cause of virtue, and expressed a hope 'that he might so far refer to a personal matter as to say that his father's family would take care that the lady, whose fortune had been the subject of the trial, should not lose one penny through the dishonesty of her trustee.' Oh, Undy, as high as Haman, if I could! as high as Haman! and if not in Lombard Street, then on that open ground where Waterloo Place bisects Pall Mall, so that all the clubs might see thee! 'He would advert,' he said, 'to one other matter, though, perhaps, his doing so was unnecessary.

It was probably known to them all that he had been a witness at the late trial; an iniquitous attempt had been made by the prisoner's counsel to connect his name with the prisoner's guilt.

They all too well knew the latitude allowed to lawyers in the criminal courts, to pay much attention to this.

Had he' (Undy Scott) 'in any way infringed the laws of his country, he was there to answer for it.
But he would go further than this, and declare that if any member of that club doubted his probity in the matter, he was perfectly willing to submit to such member documents which would,' &c., &c.
He finished his speech, and an awful silence reigned around him.
No enthusiastic ardour welcomed the well-loved Undy back to his club, and comforted him after the rough usage of the unpolished Chaffanbrass.