I hope there is but one gentleman in England who, addressing
an ignorant and excited throng, would speak of a large body of his
fellow-subjects in such injurious language as I heard this moment. For shame, my
lord, for shame!«
    »I cannot talk to you, sir,« replied Lord George in a loud voice, and waving
his hand in a disturbed and agitated manner; »we have nothing in common.«
    »We have much in common - many things - all that the Almighty gave us,« said
Mr. Haredale; »and common charity, not to say common sense and common decency,
should teach you to refrain from these proceedings. If every one of those men
had arms in their hands at this moment, as they have them in their heads, I
would not leave this place without telling you that you disgrace your station.«
    »I don't hear you, sir,« he replied in the same manner as before; »I can't
hear you. It is indifferent to me what you say. Don't retort, Gashford,« for the
secretary had made a show of wishing to do so; »I can hold no communion with the
worshippers of idols.«
    As he said this, he glanced at Sir John, who lifted his hands and eyebrows,
as if deploring the intemperate conduct of Mr. Haredale, and smiled in
admiration of the crowd and of their leader.
    »He retort!« cried Haredale. »Look you here, my lord. Do you know this man?«
    Lord George replied by laying his hand upon the shoulder of his cringing
secretary, and viewing him with a smile of confidence.
    »This man,« said Mr. Haredale, eyeing him from top to toe, »who in his
boyhood was a thief, and has been from that time to this, a servile, false, and
truckling knave: this man, who has crawled and crept through life, wounding the
hands he licked, and biting those he fawned upon: this sycophant, who never knew
what honour, truth, or courage meant; who robbed his benefactor's daughter of
her virtue, and married her to break her heart, and did it, with stripes and
cruelty: this creature, who has whined at kitchen windows for the broken food,
and begged for halfpence at our chapel doors: this apostle of the faith, whose
tender conscience cannot bear the altars where his vicious life was publicly
denounced - Do you know this man?«
    »Oh, really - you are very