Such a rum chap there was upstairs! Clive resumes, looking up from his scribbling. He was walking up and down on the landing in a dressing-gown, with scarcely any other clothes on, holding a plate in one hand, and a pork-chop he was munching with the other. Like this (and Clive draws a figure). What do you think, sir? He was in the Cave of Harmony, he says, that night you flared up about Captain Costigan. He knew me at once; and he says, Sir, your father acted like a gentleman, a Christian, and a man of honour. Maxima debetur puero reverentia. Give him my compliments. I dont know his highly respectable name. His highly respectable name, says Clive, cracking with laughter those were his very words. And inform him that I am an orphan myself in needy circumstances he said he was in needy circumstances; and I heartily wish hed adopt me.
The lad puffed out his face, made his voice as loud and as deep as he could; and from his imitation and the picture he had drawn, I knew at once that Fred Bayham was the man he mimicked.
And does the Red Rover live here, cried Mr. Pendennis, and have we earthed him at last? the best strap on
He sometimes comes here, Mr. Honeyman said with a careless manner. My landlord and landlady were butler and housekeeper to his father, Bayham of Bayham, one of the oldest families in Europe. And Mr. Frederick Bayham, the exceedingly eccentric person of whom you speak, was a private pupil of my own dear father in our happy days at Borehambury