XV. CECILIA HALKETT XVI. A PARTIAL DISPLAY OF BEAUCHAMP IN HIS COLOURS XVII. HIS FRIEND AND FOE XVIII. CONCERNING THE ACT OF CANVASSING
CHAPTER XI
CAPTAIN BASKELETT
Our England, meanwhile, was bustling over the extinguished war, counting the cost of it, with a rather rueful eye on Manchester, and soothing the taxed by an exhibition of heroes at brilliant feasts. Of course, the first to come home had the cream of the praises. She hugged them in a manner somewhat suffocating to modest men, but heroism must be brought to bear upon these excesses of maternal admiration; modesty, too, when it accepts the place of honour at a public banquet, should not protest overmuch. To be just, the earliest arrivals, which were such as reached the shores of Albion before her war was at an end, did cordially reciprocate the hug. They were taught, and they believed most naturally, that it was quite as well to repose upon her bosom as to have stuck to