The lady gathered her train over her arm.
“I accept the apology of ‘King Charles,’” she said, her vexation already
subdued. “It is not worth while quarrelling about.”
The clock struck twelve as she spoke, and as the last chime died away,
the order was given to unmask. The two men fronted each other, and
simultaneously uncovered their faces. Montella almost involuntarily gave
a start, for the countenance of his opponent was curiously and
unpleasantly familiar. He had seen it pictured in all the illustrated
journals in the kingdom, cartooned in _Punch_, caricatured elsewhere; he
had seen it scowling at the Opposition in the House, and at the anxious
journalists in the Lobby. It was most unfortunate that this regrettable
circumstance should be connected with his first personal introduction to
the man.
There was a moment’s silence, during which the young politician’s eyes
fell like an abashed schoolboy. The “Cromwell” was the first to speak.
“Your name?” he demanded curtly.
“Selim Montella.”
“Montella? member for Thorpe Burstall?”
“Yes.”
“Ah! Mine is—as you may know—Athelstan Moore.”
He offered his arm to his partner, and without another word, turned
shortly away. Zillah Lorm looked after them with increasing interest.
“The new Premier!” she exclaimed, as soon as they were out of earshot.
“Athelstan Moore, the Jew-hater! Was it wise to offend him, Mr. Lionel?”
“Wise? It was the most foolish thing I ever did in my life,” he
rejoined, with a short laugh.
It was amusing—to the singer—to witness his discomfiture.
CHAPTER V
THE STORY OF FERDINAND
Acting on his mother’s advice, Lionel Montella wrote a letter of apology
to the Premier, and received a short note of acknowledgment in return.
It was some time before he could overcome his vexation at the
unfortunate encounter, even though he was assured by his confrères that
the destiny of a nation is not affected by petty personal spite. He knew
that it was good policy on his part to conciliate the chief Minister of
State, instead of which he had done the direct opposite by personally
offending him.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
Reviews
Reviews
No reviews yet
Be the first to share your thoughts on this work.
Join the Discussion
Join the discussion
Sign in to leave a comment or review.
Sign InorCreate an account