The third draught that I craved from the fount of knowledge was enlightenment concerning the character known as A Man About Town. He was more vague in my mind than a type should be.
But the canvas of my imagination, when it came to limning the Man About Town, was blank.
"Why," said he, "a 'Man About Town' something between a 'rounder' and a 'clubman.' He isn't exactly--well, he fits in between Mrs.
Meanwhile, I had moved to sociable chambers within sound of the city clocks, and had lived the life of a lonely man about town
, sinking more and more into the comfortable sloth of bachelorhood.
He had been her husband's college friend; was now a journalist, and in no sense a society man or "a man about town
," which were, perhaps, some of the reasons she had never met him.
Richard Enfield, his distant kinsman, the well-known man about town
. It was a nut to crack for many, what these two could see in each other, or what subject they could find in common.
Before he went to India he was too young to partake of the delightful pleasures of a man about town
, and plunged into them on his return with considerable assiduity.
He can smile when one speaks to him, and laugh easily." He is in fact an old beau, a regular man about town
, "a well-bred, fine gentleman," yet no great scholar, "he spelt like a gentleman and not like a scholar,"* he says.
A man about town
might perhaps consider that these influences were not to be felt out of a child's story-book; but when you are among the fields and hedgerows, it is impossible to maintain a consistent superiority to simple natural pleasures.
'It is a galling thing,' said Ralph, after a short term of silence, during which he had eyed the sufferer keenly, 'to think that the man about town
, the rake, the ROUE, the rook of twenty seasons should be brought to this pass by a mere boy!'
It is the one book a young man about town
should know thoroughly, and it is the best thing in fiction the English have ever done.
He was the keeper of a low den in which I used to lodge in Swandam Lane, where I could every morning emerge as a squalid beggar and in the evenings transform myself into a well-dressed man about town
. This fellow, a Lascar, was well paid by me for his rooms, so that I knew that my secret was safe in his possession.