[Paul Clifford Complete by Edward Bulwer-Lytton]@TWC D-Link bookPaul Clifford Complete CHAPTER IV 10/19
Indeed, it often occurred to him to leave her house altogether, and seek his fortunes alone, after the manner of the ingenious Gil Blas or the enterprising Roderick Random; and this idea, though conquered and reconquered, gradually swelled and increased at his heart, even as swelleth that hairy ball found in the stomach of some suffering heifer after its decease.
Among these projects of enterprise the reader will hereafter notice that an early vision of the Green Forest Cave, in which Turpin was accustomed, with a friend, a ham, and a wife, to conceal himself, flitted across his mind.
At this time he did not, perhaps, incline to the mode of life practised by the hero of the roads; but he certainly clung not the less fondly to the notion of the cave. The melancholy flow of our hero's life was now, however, about to be diverted by an unexpected turn, and the crude thoughts of boyhood to burst, "like Ghilan's giant palm," into the fruit of a manly resolution. Among the prominent features of Mrs.Lobkins's mind was a sovereign contempt for the unsuccessful.
The imprudence and ill-luck of Paul occasioned her as much scorn as compassion; and when for the third time within a week he stood, with a rueful visage and with vacant pockets, by the dame's great chair, requesting an additional supply, the tides of her wrath swelled into overflow. "Look you, my kinchin cove," said she,--and in order to give peculiar dignity to her aspect, she put on while she spoke a huge pair of tin spectacles,--"if so be as how you goes for to think as how I shall go for to supply your wicious necessities, you will find yourself planted in Queer Street.
Blow me tight, if I gives you another mag." "But I owe Long Ned a guinea," said Paul; "and Dummie Dunnaker lent me three crowns.
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