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were . even
posse ; and Monsieur and Madame Tagliabue
more astounded; but they felt deeply, and resolved to pay a visit the next morning, at least Monsieur Tagliabue did, and Madame acknowledged to the propriety of it.
The next morning some little order had been restored; the footman hired had been given in charge of a sufficient quantity of plate, the rest had been locked up. The cook was to stay her: month; the housemaid had no wish to leave; and as for the lady's maid, she would remain as long as she could, to console her poor mistress, and accept what she was inclined to give her in return, in the way of clothes, dresses, &c. although, of course, she could not hurt her character by remaining too long in a family where there was no carriage, or gentleman out of livery. Still Mr. T. did obtain some breakfast, and had just finished it when Monsieur Tagliabue was announced, and was received.
“Ah! Monsieur T., I hope madam is better. Madam Tagliabue did noting but cry all last night when she heard the very bad news about de debt, and all dat.”
“ Very much obliged to madame," replied Turnbull, gruffly ; " and now, pray sir, what be
your pleasure ?" “Ah! Monsieur Turnbull, I feel very much for you; but suppose a gentleman no lose his honour, what matter de money ?” (Mr. Turnbull stared.) “You see, Monsieur Turnbull, honour be every thing to a gentleman. If a gentleman owe money to one rascally tradesfellow, and not pay him, dạt no great matter ; but he always pay de debt of honour. Every gentleman pay dat. Here, Monsieur Turnbull,” (and the little Frenchman pulled out a piece of paper from his pocket,)
from his pocket,) “ be a leetle note of Madame Turnbull, which she gave to Madame Tagliabue, in which she acknowledged
she owe two hundred pounds for money lost at écarté. Dat you see, Monsieur Turnbull, be what gentlemen call debt of honour, which every gentleman pay, or else he lose de character, and be called one blackguard by all de world. Madame Tagliabue and I too much fond of you and Madame Turnbull not to save your character, and so I come by her wish to beg you to
settle this leetle note-this
leetle debt of
honour ;” and Monsieur Tagliabue laid the note on the table, with a very polite bow.
Mr. Turnbull examined the note, it was as described by Monsieur Tagliabue. So, thought he, now's the whole story out; she has been swindled out of her money by this rascally French couple. “Now, Monsieur Tagliabue,” said he, “ allow me to put a question or two,
you answer me
sincerely, I shall raise no objection. I think Mrs. T. has already lost about six hundred pounds at écarté before?” (Monsieur T., who presumed that Mrs. Turnbull had made him
acquainted with the fact, answered in the affir
“ And I think that two months ago
she never knew what écarté was.'
“ Dat is true ; but the ladies are very quick
“Well, but now, do you think that, as she knew nothing about the game, and you and your wife are well acquainted with it, it was honourable on your part to allow her to lose so much money ?”
“ Ah ! Monsieur, when a lady say she will play, comment faire, what can you do?"
“But why did you never play at this house, Monsieur Tagliabue ?"
“ Ah! Monsieur Turnbull, it is for de lady of de house to propose de game."
* Very true,” replied Mr. Turnbull, writing a cheque for the two hundred pounds ; “ there
is your money, Mr. Tagliabue, and now that you are paid, allow me to observe that I consider you
and your wife a couple of swindlers; and beg that you will never enter my doors again.” “Vat you say, sar?
Swind-lare! God dam! Sar, I will have satisfaction."
“ You've got your money, is that sufficient; or do you want any thing else?" replied Mr. T., rising from his chair.
56 Yes, sar,
1 do want more-I will have
“ So you shall then," replied Mr. Turnbull, kicking him out of the room, along the passage, and out of the front door.
Monsieur Tagliabue turned round every now and then, and threatened, and then tried to escape, as he perceived the upraised boot of Mr. Turnbull. When fairly out of the house, he turned round, " Monsieur Turnbull, I will