All, however, that he could say was of no use, his
friend indignantly observing, that the matter ought to be taken
entirely out of his hands, and the appointment thrust upon him for
the credit of the country. "But may not many people be far more
worthy of the appointment than myself?" said the writer. "Where?"
said the friendly Radical. "If you don't get it, it will be made a
job of, given to the son of some steward, or, perhaps, to some
quack who has done dirty work; I tell you what, I shall ask it for
you, in spite of you; I shall, indeed!" and his eyes flashed with
friendly and patriotic fervour through the large pair of spectacles
which he wore.
And, in fact, it would appear that the honest and friendly patriot
put his threat into execution. "I have spoken," said he, "more
than once to this and that individual in Parliament, and everybody
seems to think that the appointment should be given to you. Nay,
that you should be forced to accept it. I intend next to speak to
Lord A--- " And so he did, at least it would appear so. On the
writer calling upon him one evening, about a week afterwards, in
order to take leave of him, as the writer was about to take a long
journey for the sake of his health, his friend no sooner saw him
than he started up in a violent fit of agitation, and glancing
about the room, in which there were several people, amongst others
two Whig members of Parliament, said, "I am glad you are come, I
was just speaking about you.
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