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'Well, I call that cool,' he repeated; 'you seem to count very securely
upon Uncle Ned. But look here, Gid, I thought I had told you to keep
away?'
'To keep away from Maidenhead,' replied Gid. 'But how should I expect to
find you here?'
'There is something in that,' Mr Bloomfield admitted. 'You see I thought
it better that even you should be ignorant of my address; those rascals,
the Finsburys, would have wormed it out of you. And just to put them off
the scent I hoisted these abominable colours. But that is not all,
Gid; you promised me to work, and here I find you playing the fool at
Padwick.'
'
Please, Mr Bloomfield, you must not be hard on Mr Forsyth,' said Julia.
Poor boy, he is in dreadful straits.'
'
'What's this, Gid?' enquired the uncle. 'Have you been fighting? or is
it a bill?'
These, in the opinion of the Squirradical, were the two misfortunes
incident to gentlemen; and indeed both were culled from his own career.
He had once put his name (as a matter of form) on a friend's paper; it
had cost him a cool thousand; and the friend had gone about with the
fear of death upon him ever since, and never turned a corner without
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