- The Pasha pays you his compliments.
Traveller. - Give him my best compliments in return, and say I'm
delighted to have the honour of seeing him.
Dragoman (to the Pasha). - His lordship, this Englishman, Lord of
London, Scorner of Ireland, Suppressor of France, has quitted his
governments, and left his enemies to breathe for a moment, and has
crossed the broad waters in strict disguise, with a small but
eternally faithful retinue of followers, in order that he might
look upon the bright countenance of the Pasha among Pashas - the
Pasha of the everlasting Pashalik of Karagholookoldour.
Traveller (to his dragoman). - What on earth have you been saying
about London? The Pasha will be taking me for a mere cockney.
Have not I told you ALWAYS to say that I am from a branch of the
family of Mudcombe Park, and that I am to be a magistrate for the
county of Bedfordshire, only I've not qualified, and that I should
have been a deputy-lieutenant if it had not been for the
extraordinary conduct of Lord Mountpromise, and that I was a
candidate for Goldborough at the last election, and that I should
have won easy if my committee had not been bought. I wish to
Heaven that if you DO say anything about me, you'd tell the simple
Dragoman [is silent].
Pasha. - What says the friendly Lord of London?