All these shall be produced with the least delay possible.

You will not think it surprising that one does not travel with this sort of documents in one's post-chaise." "Certainly not, my lord," said Mowbray; "it is sufficient they are forthcoming when called for.

But, may I enquire, my lord, who the writer of this letter is, and whether he has any particular spleen to gratify by this very impudent assertion, which is so easily capable of being disproved ?" "He is," said Etherington, "or, at least, has the reputation of being, I am sorry to say, a near--a very near relation of my own--in fact, a brother by the father's side, but illegitimate .-- My father was fond of him--I loved him also, for he has uncommonly fine parts, and is accounted highly accomplished.

But there is a strain of something irregular in his mind--a vein, in short, of madness, which breaks out in the usual manner, rendering the poor young man a dupe to vain imaginations of his own dignity and grandeur, which is perhaps the most ordinary effect of insanity, and inspiring the deepest aversion against his nearest relatives, and against myself in particular.

He is a man extremely plausible, both in speech and manners; so much so, that many of my friends think there is more vice than insanity in the irregularities which he commits; but I may, I hope, be forgiven, if I have formed a milder judgment of one supposed to be my father's son.
Indeed, I cannot help being sorry for poor Frank, who might have made a very distinguished figure in the world." "May I ask the gentleman's name, my lord ?" said Mowbray.
"My father's indulgence gave him our family name of Tyrrel, with his own Christian name Francis; but his proper name, to which alone he has a right, is Martigny." "Francis Tyrrel!" exclaimed Mowbray; "why, that is the name of the very person who made some disturbance at the Well just before your lordship arrived .-- You may have seen an advertisement--a sort of placard." "I have, Mr.Mowbray," said the Earl.