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This expression was peculiarly noticeable in him at the sale, and those

who had only seen him in his moods of gentle oddity or of bright

enjoyment would have been struck with a contrast. He was not sorry to

have this occasion for appearing in public before the Middlemarch

tribes of Toller, Hackbutt, and the rest, who looked down on him as an

adventurer, and were in a state of brutal ignorance about Dante--who

sneered at his Polish blood, and were themselves of a breed very much

in need of crossing. He stood in a conspicuous place not far from the

auctioneer, with a fore-finger in each side-pocket and his head thrown

backward, not caring to speak to anybody, though he had been cordially

welcomed as a connoissure by Mr. Trumbull, who was enjoying the

utmost activity of his great faculties.

And surely among all men whose vocation requires them to exhibit their

powers of speech, the happiest is a prosperous provincial auctioneer

keenly alive to his own jokes and sensible of his encyclopedic

knowledge. Some saturnine, sour-blooded persons might object to be

constantly insisting on the merits of all articles from boot-jacks to

"Berghems;" but Mr. Borthrop Trumbull had a kindly liquid in his veins;

he was an admirer by nature, and would have liked to have the universe

under his hammer, feeling that it would go at a higher figure for his

recommendation.

Meanwhile Mrs. Larcher's drawing-room furniture was enough for him.

When Will Ladislaw had come in, a second fender, said to have been

forgotten in its right place, suddenly claimed the auctioneer's

enthusiasm, which he distributed on the equitable principle of praising

those things most which were most in need of praise. The fender was of

polished steel, with much lancet-shaped open-work and a sharp edge.

"Now, ladies," said he, "I shall appeal to you. Here is a fender which

at any other sale would hardly be offered with out reserve, being, as I

may say, for quality of steel and quaintness of design, a kind of

thing"--here Mr. Trumbull dropped his voice and became slightly nasal,

trimming his outlines with his left finger--"that might not fall in

with ordinary tastes. Allow me to tell you that by-and-by this style

of workmanship will be the only one in vogue--half-a-crown, you said?

thank you--going at half-a-crown, this characteristic fender; and I

have particular information that the antique style is very much sought

after in high quarters. Three shillings--three-and-sixpence--hold it

well up, Joseph! Look, ladies, at the chastity of the design--I have

no doubt myself that it was turned out in the last century! Four

shillings, Mr. Mawmsey?--four shillings."