‘Excuse me,’ said the red-nosed man to the young fellow with the bundle, rather suddenly ‘whom have I the honour to be talking to?’ He was very absent he would appear to listen-and heard nothing and he would laugh of a sudden, evidently with no idea of what he was laughing about. He stared out of the window, and fidgeted, and evidently longed for the end of the journey. These men generally have about a hundred pounds a year to live on, and they spend their whole time and talents in the amassing of this style of knowledge, which they reduce-or raise-to the standard of a science.ĭuring the latter part of the conversation the black-haired young man had become very impatient. They are people who know everyone-that is, they know where a man is employed, what his salary is, whom he knows, whom he married, what money his wife had, who are his cousins, and second cousins, etc., etc. This sort of character is met with pretty frequently in a certain class.
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