Shall I once more give you a peep into my vile and deceitful heart?
What motive do you think lay at the bottom of my conduct when I desired him to call upon you?
I did not suspect, at first, that pride and vainglory had any share in it, but quickly after I had recommended the visit to him, I discovered, in that fruitful soil, the very root of the matter.

You know I am a stranger here; all such are suspected characters, unless they bring their credentials with them.

To this moment, I believe, it is a matter of speculation in the place, whence I came, and to whom I belong.

Though my friend, you may suppose, before I was admitted an inmate here, was satisfied that I was not a mere vagabond, and has, since that time, received more convincing proofs of my _sponsibility_; yet I could not resist the opportunity of furnishing him with ocular demonstration of it, by introducing him to one of my most splendid connexions; that when he hears me called 'that fellow Cowper,' which has happened heretofore, he may be able, upon unquestionable evidence, to assert my gentlemanhood, and relieve me from the weight of that opprobrious appellation.

Oh pride! pride! it deceives with the subtlety of a serpent, and seems to walk erect, though it crawls upon the earth.