Passages from the Life of a Philosopher
SCENE V.
_Enter_ LORD FLUMM.
_Lord Flumm._ Mr. Turnstile, if I do not mistake! My dear Turnstile: how glad I am to see you again! it _was_ kind of Sir Phillip to introduce me. You know that you are near our house; and Lady Flumm will be so happy——
_Turnstile._ In truth, my Lord, I was about to call upon you. After what you were so good as to say last night, I took the first opportunity.
_Lord Flumm._ Well, that _is_ kind. But you did not speak last night. How came that? I don’t find you in the paper, yet the subject was quite your own. Tallow and bar-iron, raw materials and machinery. Ah, my dear sir! when science condescends to come among us mortals, the effects to be expected _are_ wonderful indeed!
_Turnstile._ My Lord, you flatter. But we have reached your door. (_Aside._) [Confound him!—But I am glad he was not in the house. It’s clear he hasn’t heard of the break down.]
_Lord Flumm._ While I have you to myself, Turnstile, remember that you dine with me on Tuesday. I am to have two friends, Lord S—— and Sir George Y——, who wish very much to be acquainted with you. Half-past seven.
_Turnstile._ You are very good, my lord. I dare not refuse so kind an invitation. [_Exeunt._ {280}