‘A prizefighter!’ exclaimed Ferdinand.
‘Yes; and licked everybody. But he was too great a genius for the ring, and took to the turf.’
‘Ah!’
‘Then he set up a hell.’
‘Hum!’
‘And then he turned it into a subscription-house.’
‘Hoh!’
‘He keeps his hell still, but it works itself now. In the mean time he is the first usurer in the world, and will be in the next Parliament.’
‘But if he lends money on the terms he accommodates me, he will hardly increase his fortune.’
‘Oh! he can do the thing when he likes. He took a fancy to you. The fact is, my dear fellow, Sharpe is very rich and wants to get into society. He likes to oblige young men of distinction, and can afford to risk a few thousands now and then. By dining with him to-day you have quite repaid him for his loan. Besides, the fellow has a great soul; and, though born on a dung-hill, nature intended him for a palace, and he has placed himself there.’