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But, as they were conversing together, one of the distressed managers cast indignant glances at the brilliant costume of my grandfather, who summoned him, and asked courteously: "'Did you invite me, or my coat?' "'You, in a proper coat,' replied the manager. "The governor smiled approvingly, and looked at my grandfather. BUT AS THEY WERE CONVERSING TOGETHER ONE OF THE DISTRESSED MANAGERS CAST INDIGNANT GLANCES AT THE BRILLIANT COSTUME OF MY GRANDFATHER WHO SUMMONED HIM AND ASKED COURTEOUSLY DID YOU INVITE ME OR MY COAT YOU IN A PROPER COAT REPLIED THE MANAGER THE GOVERNOR SMILED APPROVINGLY AND LOOKED AT MY GRANDFATHER
own of gorgeously-flowered silk, and his morning was very apt to last all day. He rarely read; but he would pace the great piazza for hours, with his hands buried in the pockets of his dressing-gown, and an air of sweet reverie, which any book must be a very entertaining one to produce. "Society, of course, he saw little. There was some slight apprehension that, if he were bidden to social entertainments, he might forget his coat, or arrive without some other essential part of his dress; and there is a sly tradition in the Titbottom family, that once, having been invited to a ball in honor of a new governor of the island, my grand father Titbottom sauntered into the hall towards midnight, wrapped in the gorgeous flowers of his dressing-gown, and with his hands buried in the pockets, as usual. There was great excitement among the guests, and immense deprecation of gubernatorial ire. Fortunately, it happened that the governor and my grandfather were old friends, and there was no offence. WAS AN AMPLE DRESSING GOWN OF GORGEOUSLY FLOWERED SILK AND HIS MORNING WAS VERY APT TO LAST ALL DAY HE RARELY READ BUT HE WOULD PACE THE GREAT PIAZZA FOR HOURS WITH HIS HANDS BURIED IN THE POCKETS OF HIS DRESSING GOWN AND AN AIR OF SWEET REVERIE WHICH ANY BOOK MUST BE A VERY ENTERTAINING ONE TO PRODUCE SOCIETY OF COURSE HE SAW LITTLE THERE WAS SOME SLIGHT APPREHENSION THAT IF HE WERE BIDDEN TO SOCIAL ENTERTAINMENTS HE MIGHT FORGET HIS COAT OR ARRIVE WITHOUT SOME OTHER ESSENTIAL PART OF HIS DRESS AND THERE IS A SLY TRADITION IN THE TIT BOTTOM FAMILY THAT ONCE HAVING BEEN INVITED TO TO A BALL IN HONOUR OF A NEW GOVERNOR OF THE ISLAND MY GRANDFATHER TIT BOTTOM SAUNTERED INTO THE HALL TOWARDS MIDNIGHT WRAPPED IN THE GORGEOUS FLOWERS OF HIS DRESSING GOWN AND WITH HIS HANDS BURIED IN THE POCKETS AS USUAL THERE WAS GREAT EXCITEMENT AMONG THE GUESTS AN IMMENSE DEPRECATION OF GOBERNATORIAL IRE FORTUNATELY IT HAPPENED THAT THE GOVERNOR AND MY GRANDFATHER WERE OLD FRIENDS AND THERE WAS NO OFFENCE
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