familiar to us," sa]id Mr. Tapley, "for he's a staring pretty hard. He'd better not waste his beauty, for he aint got much to spare."
Coming in sight of the Dragon, they saw a travelling carriage at the door.
"And a Salisbury carriage, eh!" said Mr. Tapley. "That's what he came in, depend upon it. What's in the wind now? A new pupil, I shouldn't wonder. P'raps it's a order for another grammar-school, of the same pattern as the last."
Before they could enter at the door, Mrs. Lupin came running out; and beckoning them to the carriage showed them a portmanteau with the name of Chuzzlewit upon it.
"Miss Pecksniff's husband that was," said the good woman to Martin. "I didn't know what terms you might be on, and was quite in a worry till you came back."
"He and I have never interchanged a word yet," observed Martin; "and as I have no wish to be better or worse acquainted with him, I will not put myself in his way. We passed him on the road, I have no doubt. I am glad he timed his coming, as he did. Upon my word! Miss Pecksniff's husband travels gaily!"
"A very fine-looking gentleman with him—in the best room now," whispered Mrs. Lupin, glancing up at the window as they went into the house. "He has ordered everything that can be got for dinner; and has the glossiest mustaches and whiskers that ever you saw."
"Has he?" cried Martin, "why then we 'll endeavour to avoid him too, in the hope that our self-denial may be strong enough for the sacrifice. It is only for a few hours," said Martin, dropping wearily into a chair behind the little screen in the bar. "Our visit has met with no success, my dear Mrs. Lupin, and I must go to London."
"Dear, dear!" cried the hostess.
"Yes. One foul wind no more makes a winter, than one swallow makes a summer.—I 'll try it again. Tom Pinch has succeeded. With his advice to guide me, I may do the same, I took Tom under my protection once, God save the mark!" said Martin, with a melancholy smile; "and promised I would make his fortune. Perhaps Tom will take me under his protection now, and teach me how to earn my bread."
CHAPTER XLIV.
FURTHER CONTINUATION OF THE ENTERPRISE OF MR. JONAS AND HIS FRIEND.
It was a special quality, among the many admirable qualities possessed by Mr. Pecksniff, that the more he was found out, the more hypocrisy he practised. Let him be discomfited in one quarter, and he refreshed and recompensed himself by carrying the war into another. If his workings and windings were detected by A, so much the greater reason was there for practising without loss of time on B, if it were only to keep his hand in. He had never been such a saintly and improving
