The distinguished philosopher could not refuse so
trifling a favour.
'Utility,' said he, 'is -- '
At this critical moment there was a universal buzz throughout the rooms,
and everybody looked so interested that the philosopher quite forgot to
finish his answer. On inquiring the cause of this great sensation,
Popanilla was informed that a rumour was about that a new element had
been discovered that afternoon. The party speedily broke up, the
principal philosophers immediately rushing to their clubs to ascertain
the truth of this report. Popanilla was unfashionable enough to make
his acknowledgments to his hostess before he left her house. As he
gazed upon her ladyship's brilliant eyes and radiant complexion, he felt
convinced of the truth of her theory of the passions; he could not
refrain from pressing her hand in a manner which violated etiquette, and
which a nativity in the Indian Ocean could alone excuse; the pressure
was graciously returned. As Popanilla descended the staircase, he
discovered a little note of pink satin paper entangled in his ruffle.
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