6 THE THAMES ANGLER. 



thousands; and " a place on the river" is a respectable thing to 

 have. 



Robinson. And I, gentlemen, am waiting for a dinner 

 party to arrive. Mademoiselle Pussi, who has made such a hit 

 at the Opera in L' 'Amour Volage,is> going to dine with us at the 

 Star and Garter. The manager also brings down Nina Thros- 

 tletini; and Grunibini, the bass; and La Grassiere, the contralto. 

 Young Witsend, the burlesque writer, who has done The 

 Huguenots ; or, Pop go the Protestants, now playing, will also 

 be with us. 



Jones. I took the stage-box from Mr. Sams to see that the 

 other night. Not so bad. Do you remember where he says, 

 whilst Raoul is asleep — 



" When he is up, on him we shall be down ? " 



Up and down — you see ? Play on the words. 



Robinson. Ha ! ha ! And when he sends the maid of 

 honour for the drink he savs — 



" If she don't bring the liquor, lick her well." 



First rate ! We also expect Lord Spuffle ; and young Yaw, 

 of the Guards, who drives them down in his drag ; and Sir 

 Harry Fogey. 



Brown. I also expect a friend to dinner, and a foreigner — 

 Monsieur Pastel, a young French artist, whom I met amongst 

 the Alps last autumn. I have told him I will show him a view. 

 and give him a dinner, equal to what he might enjoy at Philippe's, 

 provided that restaurant was placed on the hill of St. Cloud 

 instead of in the dingy Rue Montorgueil : and, therefore, we 

 also shall go to the Star and Garter. But I hold it to be some- 

 thing of a risk to vaunt an English dinner to a foreigner. 



Jones. Money can command it, sir. Give Ellis, or Hart, or 

 Quartermaine, or Lovegrove, their sum, and they can challenge 

 the world for good feeding. But you must pay for it. 



Robinson. Precisely. "When Lord Chesterfield quitted his 

 office of Master of the Buckhounds a dinner was given to him 

 at the Clarendon. The eminent swell, Count d'Orsay, drew up 

 the memu. The number was thirty, and the dinner six guineas 

 a head; but it was pronounced by everybody a triumph of 

 cookery. 



Brown. {Reckoning). But it is one hundred and fifty-seven 

 francs a head. Truly, a great deal ! 



