I should recommend you on no account to associate with the other midshipmen.

They are very angry with me, because I would not permit Mrs Trotter to join their mess, and they are sad story-tellers." "That they certainly are," replied I; but here we were interrupted by Mrs Trotter coming down with a piece of stick in her hand upon which were skewered about a dozen small pieces of beef and pork, which she first laid on a plate, and then began to lay the cloth and prepare for dinner.
"Mr Simple is only fifteen, my dear," observed Mr Trotter.
"Dear me!" replied Mrs Trotter, "why, how tall he is! He is quite as tall for his age as young Lord Foutretown, whom you used to take out with you in the _chay_.

Do you know Lord Foutretown, Mr Simple ?" "No, I do not, ma'am," replied I; but wishing to let them know that I was well connected, I continued, "but I dare say that my grandfather, Lord Privilege, does." "God bless me! is Lord Privilege your grandfather?
Well, I thought I saw a likeness somewhere.

Don't you recollect Lord Privilege, my dear Trotter, that we met at Lady Scamp's--an elderly person?
It's very ungrateful of you not to recollect him, for he sent you a very fine haunch of venison." "Privilege--bless me, yes.

Oh, yes! an old gentleman, is he not ?" said Mr Trotter, appealing to me.
"Yes, sir," replied I, quite delighted to find myself among those who were acquainted with my family.
"Well, then, Mr Simple," said Mrs Trotter, "since we have the pleasure of being acquainted with your family, I shall now take you under my own charge, and I shall be so fond of you that Trotter shall become quite jealous," added she, laughing.