English fiction -- 19th century; Tailors -- Fiction
“Postscript: I am persuaded of this; that it is utterly impossible for
a man to be a true gentleman who is not of the true Church. What it is
I cannot say; but it is as a convert that I appreciate my husband. Love
is made to me, dear, for Catholics are human. The other day it was a
question whether a lady or a gentleman should be compromised. It
required the grossest fib. The gentleman did not hesitate. And why? His
priest was handy. Fancy Lord Laxley in such a case. I shudder. This
shows that your religion precludes any possibility of the being the
real gentleman, and whatever Evan may think of himself, or Rose think
of him, I KNOW THE THING.”
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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