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Crotchet Castle

Chapter 4 THE PARTY.

Word Count: 2126    |    Released on: 28/11/2017

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scorted her with marked attention to the upper end of the drawing-room, where a great portion of the company was congregated around Miss Crotchet. These being the only ladies in the company, it was evident that old Mr. Crotchet would give his arm to Lady Clarinda, an arrangement with which the Captain could not interfere. He therefore took his station near the door, studying his rival from a distance, and determined to take advantage of his present position, to secure the seat next to his charmer. He was meditating on the best mode of operation for securing this important post with due regard to bien-séance, when he was twitched by the button by Mr. Mac Quedy, who said to him: "Lady Clarinda tells me, sir, that you are anxious to talk with me on the subject of exchangeable value, from which I infer that you have studied political economy, and as a great deal depends on the definition of value, I shall be glad to set you right on that point." "I

dy Clarinda, "I perceive

able and inconceivable bores to intercept me with rubbish about

put your generalship to the test. But do not contradict anything

he fumée de r?ti," said a voice at the Captain's elbow. The Captain turning round, recognised his clerical friend of the morning, who knew him again immedi

the Captain, "is a ver

otum may be. But a glass of wine after soup is, as the French say, the verre de santé. The current of opinion sets in

zchrome.-Wi

y point nommé to have salmon in perfection. There is a fine turbot close by, an

fore you, doctor, was caught

hames salmon caught this morning. Now, Mr. Mac Quedy, e

o virtues over all others; first, that it is fresh; and, second, tha

ck-weirs, and the march of mind, developed in the form of poaching, have ruin

xcellent: but I cannot see why it should

.-Sir, I will take a

nus: but the common salmon, the salmo salar, is only one species, one and the same

y alike in all localities. I hold that every river has its own breed, with essential differences; in flavour especially. And as for the human mind, I deny that it is the same in all men. I hold that there is every variety of natural capacity from the idiot to Newton and Shakespeare; the mass of mankind, midway between these extremes, being bloc

point of truth, very few inte

those that point t

t.-Where all native

northward for wisdom,

, jun. Champ

side of the table. By-the-bye, Captain, you remember a passage in Athen?us, where he cites Menander on the subject of fish-sauce: ?ψ?ριον ?π? ?χθ?ο?. (The Captain was aghast for an answer that would satis

, beyond lobster-sauce,

t sauces, where the quintessence of the sapid is condensed in a phial. I can taste in my mind's palate a combination, which, if

started just now. I say, cutting off idiots, who have no minds at all, all minds are

wrestler on the village common. Education might have made him a Nadir Shah; it might also have made him a

thing, and fit for any station, from the throne to the stocks; saint or

Vin de Grave, Mr. Skionar,-I must interpose one remark. There is a set of persons in your city, Mr. Mac Quedy, who concoct,

u mean by that; but I hope you will speak of those

inadvertence in a glass of Sauterne with y

s for articles in all quarters, from John o' Groat's house to the Land's End. It is not a board

ingly, given false characters, both for good and for evil; sticking at no art of misrepresentation, to clear out of the field of literature all who stood in the way of the interests of their own clique. They have never allowed their own profound ignorance of anything (Greek for instance) to throw even an air of hesitation into their oracular decision on t

et.-Hermit

ew well how to cultivate his spirit in retirement. Now, Mr. Mac Quedy, Achilles was distinguished above

t, even if your character of

ll that is most excellent is so by nature." Τ? δ? φυ? κρ?τιστον ?παν. Education can give purposes, but not powers; an

ducation makes the man, p

There is the point, sir

which gave the divine an opportunity to degustate one or two side

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“Thomas Love Peacock (1785-1866) was an English satirist and author. Peacock was a close friend of Percy Bysshe Shelley and they influenced each other's work. He wrote satirical novels, each with the same basic setting - characters at a table discussing and criticizing the philosophical opinions of the day. He worked for the British East India Company. His own place in literature is pre-eminently that of a satirist. That he has nevertheless been the favourite only of the few is owing partly to the highly intellectual quality of his work, but mainly to his lack of ordinary qualifications of the novelist, all pretension to which he entirely disclaims. He has no plot, little human interest, and no consistent delineation of character. His personages are mere puppets, or, at best, incarnations of abstract qualities such as grace or beauty. His comedy is Aristophanic. He suffers from that dramatist's faults and, though not as daring in invention, shares many of his strengths. His works include Headlong Hall (1815), Nightmare Abbey (1818), Maid Marian (1822), The Misfortunes of Elphin (1829), Crotchet Castle (1831), and Gryll Grange (1861).”
1 Chapter 1 THE VILLA.2 Chapter 2 THE MARCH OF MIND.3 Chapter 3 THE ROMAN CAMP.4 Chapter 4 THE PARTY.5 Chapter 5 CHARACTERS.6 Chapter 6 THEORIES.7 Chapter 7 THE SLEEPING VENUS.8 Chapter 8 SCIENCE AND CHARITY.9 Chapter 9 THE VOYAGE.10 Chapter 10 THE VOYAGE, CONTINUED.11 Chapter 11 CORRESPONDENCE.12 Chapter 12 THE MOUNTAIN INN.13 Chapter 13 THE LAKE-THE RUIN.14 Chapter 14 THE DINGLE.15 Chapter 15 THE FARM.16 Chapter 16 THE NEWSPAPER.17 Chapter 17 THE INVITATION.18 Chapter 18 CHAINMAIL HALL.