But come along, and Pepper shall explain to-morrow." Threading a gallery or passage, Augustus preceded our hero, opened a door, and introduced him into a long low apartment, where sat, round a table spread with pipes and liquor, some ten or a dozen men, while at the top of the table, in an armchair, presided Gentleman George.

That dignitary was a portly and comely gentleman, with a knowing look, and a Welsh wig, worn, as the "Morning Chronicle" says of his Majesty's hat, "in a degage manner, on one side." Being afflicted with the gout, his left foot reclined on a stool; and the attitude developed, despite of a lamb's-wool stocking, the remains of an exceedingly good leg.
As Gentleman George was a person of majestic dignity among the Knights of the Cross, we trust we shall not be thought irreverent in applying a few of the words by which the aforesaid "Morning Chronicle" depicted his Majesty on the day he laid the first stone of his father's monument to the description of Gentleman George.
"He had on a handsome blue coat and a white waistcoat;" moreover, "he laughed most good-humouredly," as, turning to Augustus Tomlinson, he saluted him with,-- "So this is the youngster you present to us?
Welcome to the Jolly Angler! Give us thy hand, young sir; I shall be happy to blow a cloud with thee." "With all due submission," said Mr.Tomlinson, "I think it may first be as well to introduce my pupil and friend to his future companions." "You speak like a leary cove," cried Gentleman George, still squeezing our hero's hand; and turning round in his elbow-chair, he pointed to each member, as he severally introduced his guests to Paul.
"Here," said he,--"here's a fine chap at my right hand" (the person thus designated was a thin military-looking figure, in a shabby riding-frock, and with a commanding, bold, aquiline countenance, a little the worse for wear),--"here's a fine chap for you! Fighting Attie we calls him; he's a devil on the road.

'Halt,--deliver,--must and shall,--can't and sha' n't,--do as I bid you, or go to the devil!' That's all Fighting Attie's palaver; and, 'Sdeath, it has a wonderful way of coming to the point! A famous cull is my friend Attie,--an old soldier,--has seen the world, and knows what is what; has lots of gumption, and devil a bit of blarney.

Howsomever, the highflyers does n't like him; and when he takes people's money, he need not be quite so cross about it.

Attie, let me introduce a new pal to you." Paul made his bow.
"Stand at ease, man!" quoth the veteran, without taking the pipe from his mouth.
Gentleman George then continued; and after pointing out four or five of the company (among whom our hero discovered, to his surprise, his old friends Mr.Eustace Fitzherbert and Mr.William Howard Russell), came, at length, to one with a very red face and a lusty frame of body.