’Lor!don’tyouknow，dear？Why，atannerissixpence；and，asyouweretalkingjustnowaboutcrowns，itwillbeaswelltotellyouthatthoseofourtradenevercallsthemcrowns，butbulls；butI
amtalkingnonsense，justasifyoudidnotknowallthatalready，aswellasmyself；youareonlyshamming-I’mnotrap，dear，normorewastheblessedwomaninthebook。Thankyou，dear-thankyouforthetanner；ifIdon’tspendit，I’llkeepitinremembranceofyoursweetface。What，youaregoing？-well，firstletmewhisperawordtoyou。Ifyouhaveanycliestosellatanytime，I’llbuythemofyou；allsafewithme；Ineverpeach，andscoresatrap；sonow，dear，Godblessyou!andgiveyougoodluck。
Thankyouforyourpleasantcompany，andthankyouforthetanner。’
CHAPTERXXXII
Thetanner-Thehotel-Drinkingclaret-Londonjournal-Newfield-Commonplaceness-Thethreeindividuals-Botheration-
Frankandardent。
’TANNER!’saidImusingly，asIleftthebridge；’Tanner!whatcanthemanwhocuresrawskinsbymeansofapreparationofoakbarkandothermaterialshavetodowiththenamewhichthesefakers，astheycallthemselves，bestowonthesmallestsilvercoininthesedominions？Tanner!Ican’ttracetheconnectionbetweenthemanofbarkandthesilvercoin，unlessjourneymentannersareinthehabitofworkingforsixpenceaday。ButIhaveit，’Icontinued，flourishingmyhatovermyhead，’tanner，inthisinstance，isnotanEnglishword。’IsitnotsurprisingthatthelanguageofMr。
PetulengroandofTawnoChiknoiscontinuallycomingtomyassistancewheneverIappeartobeatanonpluswithrespecttothederivationofcrabbedwords？IhavemadeoutcrabbedwordsinAEschylusbymeansofthespeechofChiknoandPetulengro，andeveninmyBiblicalresearchesIhavederivednoslightassistancefromit。Itappearstobeakindofpicklock，anopensesame，Tanner-
Tawno!theoneisbutamodificationoftheother；theywereoriginallyidentical，andhavestillmuchthesamesignification。
Tanner，inthelanguageoftheapple-woman，meaneththesmallestofEnglishsilvercoins；andTawno，inthelanguageofthePetulengres，thoughbestoweduponthebiggestoftheRomans，accordingtostrictinterpretationsignifiethalittlechild。
SoIleftthebridge，retracingmystepsforaconsiderableway，asIthoughtIhadseenenoughinthedirectioninwhichIhadhithertobeenwandering；IshouldsaythatIscarcelywalkedlessthanthirtymilesaboutthebigcityonthedayofmyfirstarrival。Nightcameon，butstillIwaswalkingabout，myeyeswideopen，andadmiringeverythingthatpresenteditselftothem。
Everythingwasnewtome，foreverythingisdifferentinLondonfromwhatitiselsewhere-thepeople，theirlanguage，thehorses，theTOUTENSEMBLE-eventhestonesofLondonaredifferentfromothers-atleastitappearedtomethatIhadneverwalkedwiththesamecaseandfacilityontheflagstonesofacountrytownasonthoseofLondon；soIcontinuedrovingabouttillnightcameon，andthenthesplendourofsomeoftheshopsparticularlystruckme。
’AregularArabianNightsentertainment!’saidI，asIlookedintooneonCornhill，gorgeouswithpreciousmerchandise，andlightedupwithlustres，theraysofwhichwerereflectedfromahundredmirrors。
But，notwithstandingtheexcellenceoftheLondonpavement，Ibeganaboutnineo’clocktofeelmyselfthoroughlytired；painfullyandslowlydidIdragmyfeetalong。Ialsofeltverymuchinwantofsomerefreshment，andIrememberedthatsincebreakfastIhadtakennothing。IwasnowintheStrand，and，glancingabout，IperceivedthatIwasclosebyanhotel，whichboreoverthedoorthesomewhatremarkablenameofHolyLands。Withoutamoment’shesitationI
enteredawell-lightedpassage，and，turningtotheleft，Ifoundmyselfinawell-lightedcoffee-room，withawell-dressedandfrizzledwaiterbeforeme，’Bringmesomeclaret，’saidI，forI
wasratherfaintthanhungry，andIfeltashamedtogiveahumblerordertosowell-dressedanindividual。Thewaiterlookedatmeforamoment；then，makingalowbow，hebustledoff，andIsatmyselfdownintheboxnearesttothewindow。Presentlythewaiterreturned，bearingbeneathhisleftarmalongbottle，andbetweenthefingersofhisrighthandtwolargepurpleglasses；placingthelatteronthetable，heproducedacorkscrew，drewthecorkinatwinkling，setthebottledownbeforemewithabang，andthen，standingstill，appearedtowatchmymovements。YouthinkIdon’tknowhowtodrinkaglassofclaret，thoughtItomyself。I’llsoonshowyouhowwedrinkclaretwhereIcomefrom；and，fillingoneoftheglassestothebrim，Iflickereditforamomentbetweenmyeyesandthelustre，andthenheldittomynose；havinggiventhatorganfulltimetotestthebouquetofthewine，Iappliedtheglasstomylips，takingalargemouthfulofthewine，whichI
swallowedslowlyandbydegrees，thatthepalatemightlikewisehaveanopportunityofperformingitsfunctions。AsecondmouthfulIdisposedofmoresummarily；then，placingtheemptyglassuponthetable，Ifixedmyeyesuponthebottle，andsaid-nothing；
whereuponthewaiter，whohadbeenobservingthewholeprocesswithconsiderableattention，mademeabowyetmorelowthanbefore，and，turningonhisheel，retiredwithasmartchuckofhishead，asmuchastosay，Itisallright：theyoungmanisusedtoclaret。
AndwhenthewaiterhadretiredItookasecondglassofthewine，whichIfoundexcellent；and，observinganewspaperlyingnearme，Itookitupandbeganperusingit。Ithasbeenobservedsomewherethatpeoplewhoareinthehabitofreadingnewspaperseverydayarenotunfrequentlystruckwiththeexcellenceofstyleandgeneraltalentwhichtheydisplay。Now，ifthatbethecase，howmustIhavebeensurprised，whowasreadinganewspaperforthefirsttime，andthatoneofthebestoftheLondonjournals!Yes，strangeasitmayseem，itwasneverthelesstruethat，uptothemomentofwhichIamspeaking，Ihadneverreadanewspaperofanydescription。Iofcoursehadfrequentlyseenjournals，andevenhandledthem；but，asforreadingthem，whatweretheytome？I
carednotfornews。ButhereIwasnowwithmyclaretbeforeme，perusing，perhaps，thebestofalltheLondonjournals；itwasnotthe-，andIwasastonished：anentirelynewfieldofliteratureappearedtobeopenedtomyview。Itwasadiscovery，butI
confessratheranunpleasantone；forIsaidtomyself，IfliterarytalentissoverycommoninLondon，thatthejournals，thingswhich，astheirverynamedenotes，areephemeral，arewritteninastylelikethearticleIhavebeenperusing，howcanIhopetodistinguishmyselfinthisbigtown，when，forthelifeofme，I
don’tthinkIcouldwriteanythinghalfsocleveraswhatIhavebeenreading？AndthenIlaiddownthepaper，andfellintodeepmusing；rousingmyselffromwhich，Itookaglassofwine，and，pouringoutanother，beganmusingagain。WhatIhavebeenreading，thoughtI，iscertainlyverycleverandverytalented；buttalentandclevernessIthinkIhaveheardsomeonesayareverycommonplacethings，onlyfittedforeverydayoccasions。IquestionwhetherthemanwhowrotethebookIsawthisdayonthebridgewasacleverman；but，afterall，washenotsomethingmuchbetter？I
don’tthinkhecouldhavewrittenthisarticle，butthenhewrotethebookwhichIsawonthebridge。Then，ifhecouldnothavewrittenthearticleonwhichInowholdmyforefinger-andIdonotbelievehecould-whyshouldIfeeldiscouragedattheconsciousnessthatI，too，couldnotwriteit？Icertainlycouldnomorehavewrittenthearticlethanhecould；butthen，likehim，thoughIwouldnotcomparemyselftothemanwhowrotethebookI
sawuponthebridge，IthinkIcould-andhereIemptiedtheglassofclaret-writesomethingbetter。
ThereuponIresumedthenewspaper；and，asIwasbeforestruckwiththefluencyofstyleandthegeneraltalentwhichitdisplayed，I
wasnowequallysowithitscommonplacenessandwantoforiginalityoneverysubject；anditwasevidenttomethat，whateveradvantagethesenewspaper-writersmighthaveovermeinsomepoints，theyhadneverstudiedtheWelshbards，translatedKaempeViser，orbeenunderthepupilageofMr。PetulengroandTawnoChikno。
AndasIsatconningthenewspaperthreeindividualsenteredtheroom，andseatedthemselvesintheboxatthefartherendofwhichIwas。Theywereallthreeverywelldressed；twoofthemelderlygentlemen，thethirdayoungmanaboutmyownage，orperhapsayearortwoolder：theycalledforcoffee；and，aftertwoorthreeobservations，thetwoeldestcommencedaconversationinFrench，which，however，thoughtheyspokeitfluentlyenough，Iperceivedatoncewasnottheirnativelanguage；theyoungman，however，tooknopartintheirconversation，andwhentheyaddressedaportiontohim，whichindeedwasbutrarely，merelyrepliedbyamonosyllable。
Ihaveneverbeenalistener，andIpaidbutlittleheedtotheirdiscourse，norindeedtothemselves；asIoccasionallylookedup，however，Icouldperceivethatthefeaturesoftheyoungman，whochancedtobeseatedexactlyoppositetome，woreanairofconstraintandvexation。ThiscircumstancecausedmetoobservehimmoreparticularlythanIotherwiseshouldhavedone：hisfeatureswerehandsomeandprepossessing；hehaddarkbrownhairandahigh-archedforehead。Afterthelapseofhalfanhour，thetwoelderindividuals，havingfinishedtheircoffee，calledforthewaiter，andthenroseasiftodepart，theyoungman，however，stillremainingseatedinthebox。Theothers，havingreachedthedoor，turnedround，and，findingthattheyouthdidnotfollowthem，oneofthemcalledtohimwithatoneofsomeauthority；
whereupontheyoungmanrose，and，pronouncinghalfaudiblytheword’botheration，’roseandfollowedthem。Inowobservedthathewasremarkablytall。Allthreeleftthehouse。Inabouttenminutes，findingnothingmoreworthreadinginthenewspaper，I
laiditdown，andthoughtheclaretwasnotyetexhausted，Iwasthinkingofbetakingmyselftomylodgings，andwasabouttocallthewaiter，whenIheardastepinthepassage，andinanothermomentthetallyoungmanenteredtheroom，advancedtothesamebox，and，sittingdownnearlyoppositetome，againpronouncedtohimself，butmoreaudiblythanbefore，thesameword。
’Atroublesomeworldthis，sir，’saidI，lookingathim。
’Yes，’saidtheyoungman，lookingfixedlyatme；’butIamafraidwebringmostofourtroublesonourownheads-atleastIcansaysoofmyself，’headded，laughing。Then，afterapause，’Ibegpardon，’hesaid，’butamInotaddressingoneofmyowncountry？’
’Ofwhatcountryareyou？’saidI。
’Ireland。’