“O yes, have seen plenty when I have been up in London.”
“Have you been much in London?”
“O yes; when I was a drover was up in London every month.”
“And were you much in the society of English gentlemen when you were there?”
“O yes; a great deal.”
“Whereabouts in London did you chiefly meet them?”
“Whereabouts? Oh, in Smithfield.”
“Dear me!” said I; “I thought that was rather a place for butchers than gentlemen.”
“Great place for gentlemen, I assure you,” said the figure; “met there the finest gentlemen I ever saw in my life; very grand, but kind and affable, like every true gentleman. Talked to me a great deal about Anglesey runts, and Welsh legs of mutton, and at parting shook me by the hand, and asked me to look in upon him, if I was ever down in his parts, and see his sheep and taste his ale.”
“Do you know who he was?” said I.