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delusions, relative to his worthless late companion, were now
cleared away, he rather wished he had never known him than
thought of its having come to this.
The past night, the day before, and many other days and nights
beside, all mingled themselves up in one unintelligible and
senseless whirl; he could not separate the transactions of one time
from those of another. Now, the noise of the wheels resolved itself
into some wild tune in which he could recognise scraps of airs he
knew; now, there was nothing in his ears but a stunning and
bewildering sound, like rushing water. But his companion rallied
him on being so silent, and they talked and laughed boisterously.
When they stopped, he was a little surprised to find himself in the
act of smoking; but, on reflection, he remembered when and
where he had taken the cigar.
They stopped at the avenue gate and alighted, leaving the
carriage to the care of the servant, who was a smart fellow, and
nearly as well accustomed to such proceedings as his master. Sir
Mulberry and his friend were already there. All four walked in
profound silence up the aisle of stately elm trees, which, meeting
far above their heads, formed a long green perspective of Gothic
arches, terminating, like some old ruin, in the open sky.
After a pause, and a brief conference between the seconds,
they, at length, turned to the right, and taking a track across a
little meadow, passed Ham House and came into some fields
beyond. In one of these, they stopped. The ground was measured,
some usual forms gone through, the two principals were placed
front to front at the distance agreed upon, and Sir Mulberry
turned his face towards his young adversary for the first time. He
was very pale, his eyes were bloodshot, his dress disordered, and