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While
the
aristocracy
of
the
place
—
the
Bulders
,
and
Clubbers
,
and
Snipes
—
were
thus
preserving
their
dignity
at
the
upper
end
of
the
room
,
the
other
classes
of
society
were
imitating
their
example
in
other
parts
of
it
.
The
less
aristocratic
officers
of
the
97th
devoted
themselves
to
the
families
of
the
less
important
functionaries
from
the
dockyard
.
The
solicitors
’
wives
,
and
the
wine
-
merchant
’
s
wife
,
headed
another
grade
(
the
brewer
’
s
wife
visited
the
Bulders
)
;
and
Mrs
.
Tomlinson
,
the
post
-
office
keeper
,
seemed
by
mutual
consent
to
have
been
chosen
the
leader
of
the
trade
party
.
One
of
the
most
popular
personages
,
in
his
own
circle
,
present
,
was
a
little
fat
man
,
with
a
ring
of
upright
black
hair
round
his
head
,
and
an
extensive
bald
plain
on
the
top
of
it
—
Doctor
Slammer
,
surgeon
to
the
97th
.
The
doctor
took
snuff
with
everybody
,
chatted
with
everybody
,
laughed
,
danced
,
made
jokes
,
played
whist
,
did
everything
,
and
was
everywhere
.
To
these
pursuits
,
multifarious
as
they
were
,
the
little
doctor
added
a
more
important
one
than
any
—
he
was
indefatigable
in
paying
the
most
unremitting
and
devoted
attention
to
a
little
old
widow
,
whose
rich
dress
and
profusion
of
ornament
bespoke
her
a
most
desirable
addition
to
a
limited
income
.
Upon
the
doctor
,
and
the
widow
,
the
eyes
of
both
Mr
.
Tupman
and
his
companion
had
been
fixed
for
some
time
,
when
the
stranger
broke
silence
.
‘
Lots
of
money
—
old
girl
—
pompous
doctor
—
not
a
bad
idea
—
good
fun
,
’
were
the
intelligible
sentences
which
issued
from
his
lips
.
Mr
.
Tupman
looked
inquisitively
in
his
face
.
‘
I
’
ll
dance
with
the
widow
,
’
said
the
stranger
.
‘
Who
is
she
?
’
inquired
Mr
.
Tupman
.
‘
Don
’
t
know
—
never
saw
her
in
all
my
life
—
cut
out
the
doctor
—
here
goes
.
’
And
the
stranger
forthwith
crossed
the
room
;
and
,
leaning
against
a
mantel
-
piece
,
commenced
gazing
with
an
air
of
respectful
and
melancholy
admiration
on
the
fat
countenance
of
the
little
old
lady
.
Mr
.
Tupman
looked
on
,
in
mute
astonishment
.
The
stranger
progressed
rapidly
;
the
little
doctor
danced
with
another
lady
;
the
widow
dropped
her
fan
;
the
stranger
picked
it
up
,
and
presented
it
—
a
smile
—
a
bow
—
a
curtsey
—
a
few
words
of
conversation
.
The
stranger
walked
boldly
up
to
,
and
returned
with
,
the
master
of
the
ceremonies
;
a
little
introductory
pantomime
;
and
the
stranger
and
Mrs
.
Budger
took
their
places
in
a
quadrille
.
The
surprise
of
Mr
.
Tupman
at
this
summary
proceeding
,
great
as
it
was
,
was
immeasurably
exceeded
by
the
astonishment
of
the
doctor
.
The
stranger
was
young
,
and
the
widow
was
flattered
.
The
doctor
’
s
attentions
were
unheeded
by
the
widow
;
and
the
doctor
’
s
indignation
was
wholly
lost
on
his
imperturbable
rival
.
Doctor
Slammer
was
paralysed
.
He
,
Doctor
Slammer
,
of
the
97th
,
to
be
extinguished
in
a
moment
,
by
a
man
whom
nobody
had
ever
seen
before
,
and
whom
nobody
knew
even
now
!
Doctor
Slammer
—
Doctor
Slammer
of
the
97th
rejected
!
Impossible
!
It
could
not
be
!
Yes
,
it
was
;
there
they
were
.
What
!
introducing
his
friend
!
Could
he
believe
his
eyes
!
He
looked
again
,
and
was
under
the
painful
necessity
of
admitting
the
veracity
of
his
optics
;
Mrs
.
Budger
was
dancing
with
Mr
.
Tracy
Tupman
;
there
was
no
mistaking
the
fact
.
There
was
the
widow
before
him
,
bouncing
bodily
here
and
there
,
with
unwonted
vigour
;
and
Mr
.
Tracy
Tupman
hopping
about
,
with
a
face
expressive
of
the
most
intense
solemnity
,
dancing
(
as
a
good
many
people
do
)
as
if
a
quadrille
were
not
a
thing
to
be
laughed
at
,
but
a
severe
trial
to
the
feelings
,
which
it
requires
inflexible
resolution
to
encounter
.
Silently
and
patiently
did
the
doctor
bear
all
this
,
and
all
the
handings
of
negus
,
and
watching
for
glasses
,
and
darting
for
biscuits
,
and
coquetting
,
that
ensued
;
but
,
a
few
seconds
after
the
stranger
had
disappeared
to
lead
Mrs
.
Budger
to
her
carriage
,
he
darted
swiftly
from
the
room
with
every
particle
of
his
hitherto
-
bottled
-
up
indignation
effervescing
,
from
all
parts
of
his
countenance
,
in
a
perspiration
of
passion
.
The
stranger
was
returning
,
and
Mr
.
Tupman
was
beside
him
.
He
spoke
in
a
low
tone
,
and
laughed
.
The
little
doctor
thirsted
for
his
life
.
He
was
exulting
.
He
had
triumphed
.
