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A
hundred
thousand
grateful
loves
to
your
dear
papa
and
mamma
.
Is
your
poor
brother
recovered
of
his
rack-punch
?
Oh
,
dear
!
Oh
,
dear
!
How
men
should
beware
of
wicked
punch
!
Ever
and
ever
thine
own
REBECCA
Everything
considered
,
I
think
it
is
quite
as
well
for
our
dear
Amelia
Sedley
,
in
Russell
Square
,
that
Miss
Sharp
and
she
are
parted
.
Rebecca
is
a
droll
funny
creature
,
to
be
sure
;
and
those
descriptions
of
the
poor
lady
weeping
for
the
loss
of
her
beauty
,
and
the
gentleman
"
with
hay-coloured
whiskers
and
straw-coloured
hair
,
"
are
very
smart
,
doubtless
,
and
show
a
great
knowledge
of
the
world
.
That
she
might
,
when
on
her
knees
,
have
been
thinking
of
something
better
than
Miss
Horrocks
's
ribbons
,
has
possibly
struck
both
of
us
.
But
my
kind
reader
will
please
to
remember
that
this
history
has
"
Vanity
Fair
"
for
a
title
,
and
that
Vanity
Fair
is
a
very
vain
,
wicked
,
foolish
place
,
full
of
all
sorts
of
humbugs
and
falsenesses
and
pretensions
.
And
while
the
moralist
,
who
is
holding
forth
on
the
cover
(
an
accurate
portrait
of
your
humble
servant
)
,
professes
to
wear
neither
gown
nor
bands
,
but
only
the
very
same
long-eared
livery
in
which
his
congregation
is
arrayed
:
yet
,
look
you
,
one
is
bound
to
speak
the
truth
as
far
as
one
knows
it
,
whether
one
mounts
a
cap
and
bells
or
a
shovel
hat
;
and
a
deal
of
disagreeable
matter
must
come
out
in
the
course
of
such
an
undertaking
.
I
have
heard
a
brother
of
the
story-telling
trade
,
at
Naples
,
preaching
to
a
pack
of
good-for-nothing
honest
lazy
fellows
by
the
sea-shore
,
work
himself
up
into
such
a
rage
and
passion
with
some
of
the
villains
whose
wicked
deeds
he
was
describing
and
inventing
,
that
the
audience
could
not
resist
it
;
and
they
and
the
poet
together
would
burst
out
into
a
roar
of
oaths
and
execrations
against
the
fictitious
monster
of
the
tale
,
so
that
the
hat
went
round
,
and
the
bajocchi
tumbled
into
it
,
in
the
midst
of
a
perfect
storm
of
sympathy
.
At
the
little
Paris
theatres
,
on
the
other
hand
,
you
will
not
only
hear
the
people
yelling
out
"
Ah
gredin
!
Ah
monstre
:
"
and
cursing
the
tyrant
of
the
play
from
the
boxes
;
but
the
actors
themselves
positively
refuse
to
play
the
wicked
parts
,
such
as
those
of
infames
Anglais
,
brutal
Cossacks
,
and
what
not
,
and
prefer
to
appear
at
a
smaller
salary
,
in
their
real
characters
as
loyal
Frenchmen
.
I
set
the
two
stories
one
against
the
other
,
so
that
you
may
see
that
it
is
not
from
mere
mercenary
motives
that
the
present
performer
is
desirous
to
show
up
and
trounce
his
villains
;
but
because
he
has
a
sincere
hatred
of
them
,
which
he
can
not
keep
down
,
and
which
must
find
a
vent
in
suitable
abuse
and
bad
language
.
I
warn
my
"
kyind
friends
,
"
then
,
that
I
am
going
to
tell
a
story
of
harrowing
villainy
and
complicated
--
but
,
as
I
trust
,
intensely
interesting
--
crime
.
My
rascals
are
no
milk-and-water
rascals
,
I
promise
you
When
we
come
to
the
proper
places
we
wo
n't
spare
fine
language
--
No
,
no
!
But
when
we
are
going
over
the
quiet
country
we
must
perforce
be
calm
.
A
tempest
in
a
slop-basin
is
absurd
.
We
will
reserve
that
sort
of
thing
for
the
mighty
ocean
and
the
lonely
midnight
.
The
present
Chapter
is
very
mild
.
Others
--
But
we
will
not
anticipate
THOSE
.
And
,
as
we
bring
our
characters
forward
,
I
will
ask
leave
,
as
a
man
and
a
brother
,
not
only
to
introduce
them
,
but
occasionally
to
step
down
from
the
platform
,
and
talk
about
them
:
if
they
are
good
and
kindly
,
to
love
them
and
shake
them
by
the
hand
:
if
they
are
silly
,
to
laugh
at
them
confidentially
in
the
reader
's
sleeve
:
if
they
are
wicked
and
heartless
,
to
abuse
them
in
the
strongest
terms
which
politeness
admits
of
.
Otherwise
you
might
fancy
it
was
I
who
was
sneering
at
the
practice
of
devotion
,
which
Miss
Sharp
finds
so
ridiculous
;
that
it
was
I
who
laughed
good-humouredly
at
the
reeling
old
Silenus
of
a
baronet
--
whereas
the
laughter
comes
from
one
who
has
no
reverence
except
for
prosperity
,
and
no
eye
for
anything
beyond
success
.
Such
people
there
are
living
and
flourishing
in
the
world
--
Faithless
,
Hopeless
,
Charityless
:
let
us
have
at
them
,
dear
friends
,
with
might
and
main
.
Some
there
are
,
and
very
successful
too
,
mere
quacks
and
fools
:
and
it
was
to
combat
and
expose
such
as
those
,
no
doubt
,
that
Laughter
was
made
.
