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Lavengro

CHAPTER XXXII
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In about ten minutes, finding nothing more worth reading in the newspaper, I laid it down, and though the claret was not yet exhausted, I was thinking of betaking myself to my lodgings, and was about to call the waiter, when I heard a step in the passage, and in another moment the tall young man entered the room, advanced to the same box, and, sitting down nearly opposite to me, again pronounced to himself, but more audibly than before, the same word.
'A troublesome world this, sir,' said I, looking at him.
'Yes,' said the young man, looking fixedly at me; 'but I am afraid we bring most of our troubles on our own heads--at least I can say so of myself,' he added, laughing.

Then, after a pause, 'I beg pardon,' he said, 'but am I not addressing one of my own country ?' 'Of what country are you ?' said I.
'Ireland.' 'I am not of your country, sir; but I have an infinite veneration for your country, as Strap said to the French soldier.

Will you take a glass of wine ?' 'Ah, de tout mon coeur, as the parasite said to Gil Blas,' cried the young man, laughing.

'Here's to our better acquaintance!' And better acquainted we soon became; and I found that, in making the acquaintance of the young man, I had indeed made a valuable acquisition; he was accomplished, highly connected, and bore the name of Francis Ardry.

Frank and ardent he was, and in a very little time had told me much that related to himself, and in return I communicated a general outline of my own history; he listened with profound attention, but laughed heartily when I told him some particulars of my visit in the morning to the publisher, whom he had frequently heard of.
We left the house together.
'We shall soon see each other again,' said he, as we separated at the door of my lodging..


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