I call a man who never trusts to a generous motive--who thinks it always necessary to bribe or cajole--who has no idea of any thing's being done without its direct _quid pro quo_, a scurvy blackguard, though he has the airs and graces of Phil.

Stanhope, or Chesterfield, as he is now.

What do you think those chaps at the Board, talk of doing, by way of clinching my loyalty, at this blessed juncture ?" "No doubt to get you raised to the peerage.

I see nothing so much out of the way in the thing.

You are of one of the oldest families of England, and the sixth baronet by inheritance, and have a noble landed estate, which is none the worse for prize-money.