Out hero was a youth of susceptibility—he quitted the —— regiment, and challenged the colonel. The colonel was killed!
"What a terrible blackguard is Mr. Ferdinand Fitzroy!" said the colonel's relations.
"Very true!" said the world.
The parents were in despair!—They were not rich; but our hero was an only son, and they sponged hard upon the crabbed old uncle! "he is very clever," said they both, "and may do yet."
So they borrowed some thousands from the uncle, and bought his beautiful nephew a seat in parliament.
Mr. Ferdinand Fitzroy was ambitious, and desirous of retrieving his character. He fagged like a dragon—conned pamphlets and reviews—got Ricardo by heart—and made notes on the English constitution.
He rose to speak.
"What a handsome fellow!" whispered one member.
"Ah, a coxcomb!" said another.
"Never do for a speaker!" said a third, very audibly.