"Such a thing as me, Sir!" said Mr. Lovel, letting fall his knife and fork, and looking very important; "I really have not the honour to understand your expression."
"It's all one for that," said the Captain; "you may have it explained whenever you like it."
"'Pon honour, Sir," returned Mr. Lovel, "I must take the liberty to tell you, that I should be extremely offended, but that I suppose it to be some sea-phrase; and therefore I'll let it pass without further notice."
Lord Orville, then, to change the discourse, asked Miss Mirvan if she should spend the ensuing winter in London?
"No, to be sure," said the Captain, "what should she for? She saw all that was to be seen before."
"Is London, then," said Mr. Lovel, smiling at Lady Louisa, "only to be regarded as a sight?"
"Why, pray, Mr. Wiseacre, how are you pleased for to regard it yourself?-Answer me to that."
"O Sir, my opinion, I fancy, you would hardly find intelligible. I don't understand sea-phrases enough to define it to your comprehension. Does not your La'ship think the task would be rather difficult?"
"O Lard, yes," cried Lady Louisa; "I declare I'd as soon teach my parrot to talk Welsh."
"Ha! ha! ha! Admirable;-'Pon honour, your La'ship's quite in luck to-day; but that, indeed, your La'ship is every day. Though, to be sure, it is but candid to acknowledge, that the gentlemen of the ocean have a set of ideas, as well as a dialect, so opposite to our's, that it is by no means surprising they should regard London as a mere show, that may be seen by being looked at. Ha! ha! ha!"
"Ha! ha!" echoed Lady Louisa; "Well, I declare you are the drollest creature."
"He! he! 'Pon honour, I can't help laughing at the conceit of seeing London in a few weeks!"
"And what a plague should hinder you?" cried the Captain; "do you want to spend a day in every street?"
Here again Lady Louisa and Mr. Lovel interchanged smiles.
"Why, I warrant you, if I had the showing it, I'd haul you from St. James's to Wapping the very first morning."
The smiles were now, with added contempt, repeated; which the Captain observing, looked very fiercely at Mr. Lovel, and said, "Hark'ee my spark, none of your grinning!-'tis a lingo I don't understand; and if you give me any more of it, I shall go near to lend you a box o' the ear."