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Had
his
wife
a
private
fortune
?
Pooh
!
--
Miss
Flint
--
one
of
eleven
children
of
a
small
squire
in
Buckinghamshire
.
All
she
ever
gets
from
her
family
is
a
turkey
at
Christmas
,
in
exchange
for
which
she
has
to
board
two
or
three
of
her
sisters
in
the
off
season
,
and
lodge
and
feed
her
brothers
when
they
come
to
town
.
How
does
Jenkins
balance
his
income
?
I
say
,
as
every
friend
of
his
must
say
,
How
is
it
that
he
has
not
been
outlawed
long
since
,
and
that
he
ever
came
back
(
as
he
did
to
the
surprise
of
everybody
)
last
year
from
Boulogne
?
"
I
"
is
here
introduced
to
personify
the
world
in
general
--
the
Mrs.
Grundy
of
each
respected
reader
's
private
circle
--
every
one
of
whom
can
point
to
some
families
of
his
acquaintance
who
live
nobody
knows
how
.
Many
a
glass
of
wine
have
we
all
of
us
drunk
,
I
have
very
little
doubt
,
hob-and-nobbing
with
the
hospitable
giver
and
wondering
how
the
deuce
he
paid
for
it
.
Some
three
or
four
years
after
his
stay
in
Paris
,
when
Rawdon
Crawley
and
his
wife
were
established
in
a
very
small
comfortable
house
in
Curzon
Street
,
May
Fair
,
there
was
scarcely
one
of
the
numerous
friends
whom
they
entertained
at
dinner
that
did
not
ask
the
above
question
regarding
them
.
The
novelist
,
it
has
been
said
before
,
knows
everything
,
and
as
I
am
in
a
situation
to
be
able
to
tell
the
public
how
Crawley
and
his
wife
lived
without
any
income
,
may
I
entreat
the
public
newspapers
which
are
in
the
habit
of
extracting
portions
of
the
various
periodical
works
now
published
not
to
reprint
the
following
exact
narrative
and
calculations
--
of
which
I
ought
,
as
the
discoverer
(
and
at
some
expense
,
too
)
,
to
have
the
benefit
?
My
son
,
I
would
say
,
were
I
blessed
with
a
child
--
you
may
by
deep
inquiry
and
constant
intercourse
with
him
learn
how
a
man
lives
comfortably
on
nothing
a
year
.
But
it
is
best
not
to
be
intimate
with
gentlemen
of
this
profession
and
to
take
the
calculations
at
second
hand
,
as
you
do
logarithms
,
for
to
work
them
yourself
,
depend
upon
it
,
will
cost
you
something
considerable
.
On
nothing
per
annum
then
,
and
during
a
course
of
some
two
or
three
years
,
of
which
we
can
afford
to
give
but
a
very
brief
history
,
Crawley
and
his
wife
lived
very
happily
and
comfortably
at
Paris
.
It
was
in
this
period
that
he
quitted
the
Guards
and
sold
out
of
the
army
.
When
we
find
him
again
,
his
mustachios
and
the
title
of
Colonel
on
his
card
are
the
only
relics
of
his
military
profession
.
It
has
been
mentioned
that
Rebecca
,
soon
after
her
arrival
in
Paris
,
took
a
very
smart
and
leading
position
in
the
society
of
that
capital
,
and
was
welcomed
at
some
of
the
most
distinguished
houses
of
the
restored
French
nobility
.
The
English
men
of
fashion
in
Paris
courted
her
,
too
,
to
the
disgust
of
the
ladies
their
wives
,
who
could
not
bear
the
parvenue
.
For
some
months
the
salons
of
the
Faubourg
St.
Germain
,
in
which
her
place
was
secured
,
and
the
splendours
of
the
new
Court
,
where
she
was
received
with
much
distinction
,
delighted
and
perhaps
a
little
intoxicated
Mrs.
Crawley
,
who
may
have
been
disposed
during
this
period
of
elation
to
slight
the
people
--
honest
young
military
men
mostly
--
who
formed
her
husband
's
chief
society
.
But
the
Colonel
yawned
sadly
among
the
Duchesses
and
great
ladies
of
the
Court
.
The
old
women
who
played
ecarte
made
such
a
noise
about
a
five-franc
piece
that
it
was
not
worth
Colonel
Crawley
's
while
to
sit
down
at
a
card-table
.
The
wit
of
their
conversation
he
could
not
appreciate
,
being
ignorant
of
their
language
.
And
what
good
could
his
wife
get
,
he
urged
,
by
making
curtsies
every
night
to
a
whole
circle
of
Princesses
?
He
left
Rebecca
presently
to
frequent
these
parties
alone
,
resuming
his
own
simple
pursuits
and
amusements
amongst
the
amiable
friends
of
his
own
choice
.
The
truth
is
,
when
we
say
of
a
gentleman
that
he
lives
elegantly
on
nothing
a
year
,
we
use
the
word
"
nothing
"
to
signify
something
unknown
;
meaning
,
simply
,
that
we
do
n't
know
how
the
gentleman
in
question
defrays
the
expenses
of
his
establishment
.
Now
,
our
friend
the
Colonel
had
a
great
aptitude
for
all
games
of
chance
:
and
exercising
himself
,
as
he
continually
did
,
with
the
cards
,
the
dice-box
,
or
the
cue
,
it
is
natural
to
suppose
that
he
attained
a
much
greater
skill
in
the
use
of
these
articles
than
men
can
possess
who
only
occasionally
handle
them
.
To
use
a
cue
at
billiards
well
is
like
using
a
pencil
,
or
a
German
flute
,
or
a
small-sword
--
you
can
not
master
any
one
of
these
implements
at
first
,
and
it
is
only
by
repeated
study
and
perseverance
,
joined
to
a
natural
taste
,
that
a
man
can
excel
in
the
handling
of
either
.
Now
Crawley
,
from
being
only
a
brilliant
amateur
,
had
grown
to
be
a
consummate
master
of
billiards
.
Like
a
great
General
,
his
genius
used
to
rise
with
the
danger
,
and
when
the
luck
had
been
unfavourable
to
him
for
a
whole
game
,
and
the
bets
were
consequently
against
him
,
he
would
,
with
consummate
skill
and
boldness
,
make
some
prodigious
hits
which
would
restore
the
battle
,
and
come
in
a
victor
at
the
end
,
to
the
astonishment
of
everybody
--
of
everybody
,
that
is
,
who
was
a
stranger
to
his
play
.
Those
who
were
accustomed
to
see
it
were
cautious
how
they
staked
their
money
against
a
man
of
such
sudden
resources
and
brilliant
and
overpowering
skill
.
