A Knight of the Nineteenth CenturyRoe, Edward Payson
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A Knight of the Nineteenth Century
Roe, Edward Payson
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"Society is right in being conservative and exclusive, and its favor
should be the highest earthly reward of a stainless life. The coarse and
the vulgar should be taught that they cannot purchase it nor elbow their
way into it, and those who have it should be made to feel that losing it
is like losing life, for it can never be regained. Thus society not only
protects itself, but prevents weak souls from dallying with temptation."
So well-bred was Laura that, while her color deepened at his words, she
betrayed no other consciousness that they surprised her. But he suddenly
remembered all, and the blood rushed tumultuously to his face, then left
it very pale.
"What I have said is true, nevertheless," he added quietly and
decisively, as if in answer to these thoughts; "and losing one's place
in society may be worse than losing life."
He felt that this was true, as he looked at the beautiful girl before
him, so kind and gentle, and yet so unapproachable by him; and, what is
more, he saw in her face pitying acquiescence to his words. As her
aunt's protege, as a young man trying to reform, he felt that he would
have her good wishes and courteous treatment, but never anything more.
"Egbert, I take issue with you," began Mrs. Arnot warmly; but further
remark was interrupted by the entrance of a gentleman, who was announced
as
"Mr. Beaumont."
There was a nice distinction between the greeting given by Mrs. Arnot to
this gentleman and that which she had bestowed upon Haldane and her
other guests. His reception was simply the perfection of quiet courtesy,
and no one could have been sure that the lady was glad to see him. She
merely welcomed him as a social equal to her parlors, and then turned
again to her friends.
But Laura had a kindlier greeting for the new-comer. While her manner
was equally undemonstrative, her eyes lighted up with pleasure and the
color deepened in her cheeks. It was evident that they were old
acquaintances, and that he had found previous occasions for making
himself very agreeable.
Mr. Beaumont did not care to form one of a circle. He was in the world's
estimation, possibly in his own, a complete circle in himself, rounded
out and perfect on every side. He was the only son in one of the oldest
and most aristocratic families in the city; he was the heir of very
large wealth; his careful education had been supplemented by years of
foreign travel; he was acknowledged to be the best connoisseur of art in
Hillaton; and to his irreproachable manners was added an irreproachable
character. "He is a perfect gentleman," was the verdict of the best
society wherever he appeared.
Something to this effect Haldane learned from one of the young men with
whom he had been spending the evening, as they bent their steps
homeward--for soon after Mr. Beaumont's arrival all took their
departure.
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