Confessions Of Con Cregan, the Irish Gil BlasLever, Charles
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Confessions Of Con Cregan, the Irish Gil Blas
Lever, Charles
Ireland -- Fiction
"Ladies and gentlemen," said I, assuming a pose of the most dignified
importance, "before entering upon the circumstance to which you have so
graciously attached a little interest, let me assure you--not that
the fact can or ought to have any weight with this distinguished
company--that I have no claim upon your sympathy with regard to any of
the pleas whispered around me. I am neither thief, pickpocket, runaway
postman, burglar, nor highwayman. If I be, as you are pleased to say,
'wide awake,' I believe it is only a common precaution, considering
the company I find myself in; and if I really could lay claim to the
flattering praise of a fair lady on the left, it would be merely from
accidentally reflecting her own bright glances. I present myself, then,
with much diffidence before you, for the simple reason that I come in a
character somewhat strange in these parts,--I am a gentleman!"
The ineffable impertinence of this address succeeded to a miracle. Some
laughed, some applauded, a few muttered an unintelligible discontent;
but the majority of the men and all the women were with me, and I saw
that audacity had gained the day. Ay, and so will it ninety-nine times
out of the hundred in everything through life! The strategic axiom, that
no fortress is impregnable, is a valuable worldly lesson, and one ought
never to forget that a storming-party rarely fails.
"The circumstance to which I alluded a few miuutes back--I dare not
presume to call it a story--occurred thus :
"There was a large and brilliant party assembled to pass the Christmas
at the Duke of Y--------'s; you will understand my reserve. The company
included many of the first persons in fashionable life, and a Royal
*Duke to boot, a great friend of her Grace, and, some said, an old
admirer of one of her sisters, who--so went the rumor--showed the
strength of her attachment to his Royal Highness by never having
accepted any of the brilliant offers of marriage made her. She was
remarkably beautiful, and although a little past the first bloom of
youth, in full possession of her charms at the time I speak of. Old Lord
K-------- was one of the guests; and I am sure many of the distinguished
company to whom I now address myself will not need any more particular
description of the man they must have met a hundred times every London
season, well known, indeed, as he is, with his light-blue coat and his
buckskin tights, his wide beaver hat, and his queue; his eccentricities,
his wealth, and his great avarice are themes all London is acquainted
with." I paused.
A buzz of acknowledgment and recognition followed, and I resumed:--
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