[Charles O’Malley, The Irish Dragoon Volume 1 (of 2) by Charles Lever]@TWC D-Link bookCharles O’Malley, The Irish Dragoon Volume 1 (of 2) CHAPTER XIV 7/9
The two gentlemen to whom I was introduced by name returned to their places; the unknown two put on their boxing gloves, and all resumed the hilarity which Dr.Mooney's advent had so suddenly interrupted. "Where's Moore ?" said Webber, as he once more seated himself at his breakfast. "Making a spatch-cock, sir," said the servant. At the same instant, a little, dapper, jovial-looking personage appeared with the dish in question. "Mr.O'Malley, Mr.Moore, the gentleman who, by repeated remonstrances to the board, has succeeded in getting eatable food for the inhabitants of this penitentiary, and has the honored reputation of reforming the commons of college." "Anything to Godfrey O'Malley, may I ask, sir ?" said Moore. "His nephew," I replied. "Which of you winged the gentleman the other day for not passing the decanter, or something of that sort ?" "If you mean the affair with Mr.Bodkin, it was I." "Glorious, that; begad, I thought you were one of us.
I say, Power, it was he pinked Bodkin." "Ah, indeed," said Power, not turning his head from his game, "a pretty shot, I heard,--two by honors,--and hit him fairly,--the odd trick. Hammersley mentioned the thing to me." "Oh, is he in town ?" said I. "No; he sailed for Portsmouth yesterday.
He is to join the llth--game.
I say, Webber, you've lost the rubber." "Double or quit, and a dinner at Dunleary," said Webber.
"We must show O'Malley,--confound the Mister!--something of the place." "Agreed." The whist was resumed; the boxers, now refreshed by a leg of the spatch-cock, returned to their gloves; Mr.Moore took up his violin; Mr. Webber his French horn; and I was left the only unemployed man in the company. "I say, Power, you'd better bring the drag over here for us; we can all go down together." "I must inform you," said Cavendish, "that, thanks to your philanthropic efforts of last night, the passage from Grafton Street to Stephen's Green is impracticable." A tremendous roar of laughter followed this announcement; and though at the time the cause was unknown to me, I may as well mention it here, as I subsequently learned it from my companions. Among the many peculiar tastes which distinguished Mr.Francis Webber was an extraordinary fancy for street-begging.
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