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THE MYSTERIES OF THE COURT. o 8293 _ Cee @ oe people, mind !—no low persons will ever eeek your | any nonsense. I'll close my account and cut them establishment through any hint or suggestion from | dead, if the money has not been sent by this last me. Ashton can tell you that I ticular on that score—devilish am very par-| post. ular.” Thus speaking, Mr. Sycamore looked uncom- “Of coursé, sir,” observed the hotel-proprietor; | monly fierce, as if he had just come to a resolve “every gentleman is.” which was perfectly inexorable, and from which he “I should think so indeed!” exclaimed Mr. | would not suffer himself to be moved even if all Sycamore : “ or else what would become of, usf—/| the partners in the London banking-firm went damme, what would become of us?” The landlord shook his head solemnly, as if in- wardly repeating the question which had been put | at the Ramsgate bank down upon their knees at -his feet. Christian Ashton hastened off to make the inquiry er’s; and the Hon. Talbot in so earnest a manner; and then he appeared | Sycamore loungingly resumed his chair,—saying, lost in the wide fleld of speculation which it had | “I'll just wait here till my private secretary re- opened to his mental view, turns ; and you shall give me a glass of that famous _ “By the bye,” reeumed Mr. Sycamore, after a | liqueur of your’s that you sent up to us last even- pause, “you will have to keep a suite of rooms | ing.” from Monday next for six weeks. They are for The hotel-proprietor,—who had much approved my friend Lord Toddington, from whom F have | of the firm and manly conduct of Mr. Sycamore in this morning received ¢ letter to tell me that he is respect to the mode of dealing with his negligent coming. You remember, Ashton, I told you his| London bankers,—displayed considerable alacrity lordship wes certain to come? Ah, here is bis | in lotter :"=-and Mr. Sycamore tossed it to the land. | liqueur of which Mr. Sycamqre had spoken. This . lord as he spoke. The hotel-proprietor took and read it; and his ringing the bell and ordering in the choice gentleman quaffed a glass with the air of a cone noisseur; and as he began to sip a second, he said, . countenance exhibited a brightening satisfaction | “I twill you what it is, landlord—thero is not Gner at what he evidently regarded es a proof of Mr. Sycamore’s sincerity. ueur in all England than this. Toddington liq will like it’”—another sip—“ Highflyer will like it”~ “Yes, sir,” be said, “the apartments shall be kept | another sip—“ and damme, Skelter will like it !”— —and I thank you for the recommendation. His | and the last sip drained the glass. lordship, I perceive, is coming with his cousin the; In a few minutes Christian Ashton returned, Hon. Ceptain Highflyer and his nephew Mr.| with a visible expremion of disappointment upon Skelter; they will all be attended with their valets | his features. —and there are likewise three grooms to provide for.”” “Well, what news?” inquired Mr. Sycamore. “Am J to use harsh measures with those careless “That's just it,” said Mr. Syoamore; “and you | London bankers of mine? or am I to give them perceive that his lordship requires breakfast, | back all my confidence P” dining, and drawing-rooms. Damme, we shall ‘ Tam very much afraid, sir,” responded our have a fine time of it! Toddington is a devil of a| young hero, “that you will have to adopt the fellow to drink champagne—and so is Highflyer: | former course.” but Skelter will punish the burgundy. Ah, by “Then, damme, I'll rush up to London at the bye 1 that reminds me of something I had to| once!” exclaimed the Hon. Talbot Sycamore, t. You must be very careful about your | starting from his chair with indi burgundy: Skelter is an excellent judge—and if| on his countenance. ignation depicted “T’'ll take the next train— he does take a fancy to it, be’ll drink three or four | I'll go to the bank—I’ll order all my funds to be bottles a day.” paid over to their great rivals, Pump, Aldgate, and “J think, sir,” remarked the hotel-proprietor, |Co.—I’ll close my account—and, damms, I'll deferentially, “that you are enabled to pass an | horsewhip the head of the firm and blacken the opinion upon my burgundy ?” eyes of the chief cashier.” “Yes—I think I may venture to say that it és| While giving vent to these dreadfal threats, excellent,” responded Mr. Sycamore. “‘ Well, then, | Mr. Sycamore appeared to be worked up into a Ashton, we mast write to his lordship presently, | towering passion; and the hatel-proprietor being and tell him that the rooms are engaged. Ah, by | ounvinced of the genuine sincerity of all his the bye, landlord, you will have to find stabling- | customer’s p accommodation for four horses, as you see by that letter.” “Tt shall be done, sir,” was the hotel-proprietor’s roceedings since he had seen Lord Toddington’s letter, ventured to intercede on be- half of the London bankers,—adding that perhaps another letter, written in very strong terms, might answer: and he proceeded to make certain memo- | bring them to their senses—or that perhaps it randa in his books. would answer the same purpose if Mr. Ashton The Hon. Talbot Sycamore rose from his seat,| were sent up to London ? and was lounging towards the door,—when appa- rently stricken with a sudden thought, he ox-! himself to be appeased toa certain extent. “I elaimed, “ Ah, by the bye, Ashton, just ran up to the bank and inquire whether tley have reccived a letter of advice about my remittances, I can’t “To be sure!” cried Mr. Sycamore, saffering don’t eee why I should put myself out of the way for these careless negligent fellows. We'll just write them another letter, Ashton; and if that make out bow the delay has been: it’s too bad of dunt answer the purpose, you shall cut off to those fellows in London—and all the worse because I am their private friend as well as their customer. London the day after to-morrow, with full powers from me to close my account, thrash the principal, TLey are no doubt overwhelmed with business: but. and pummel the cashier.” if they don’t pay more attention they will very ° Our young hero expreseed his readiness to un- soon lose it; and I for one don’t mean to stand dertake the journey to the metropolis whenever ce core tt EE RE SE CIEE aS, (COL (C DOO CS (COL