I even met that Welshman--the Squire to whom
we owe a hundred pounds.
Captain
I am ashamed to owe him for so long. He took me for a gentleman--
Spruce (aside)
Which few do.
Captain
And the first money that I get, I am going to repay him. Nothing will
prevent me.
Spruce (aside)
But a wench or a game of cards.
(Aloud)
Wonderful! Anyway, not knowing where to go first, I went back to the
custom house. And there I saw your brother--actually knew him
instantly from a distance--because of the resemblance. Really, an
incredible resemblance. He was arguing with the inspector about the
tariff. His face, his features, his bearing, even his tone of voice!
If I hadn't known, I would have been deceived completely. But his
temper,--that's where he's different from you. He's brusque, impolite
even--quite unlike you. It's easy to see he isn't a man of the world--
in fact, he's a savage brute!
Captain
One shouldn't be surprised by rudeness in a country bumpkin who was
nourished without politeness. It will take more than the air of London
to get this beastly behaviour out of him.
Spruce
As I was saying, I watched his quarrel from a distance, and when he
finally left, I gave him a taste of my abilities as a porter. My zeal
and flattery worked to such effect that he asked me to be his valet.
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