Falkland, CompleteLytton, Edward Bulwer Lytton, Baron
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Falkland, Complete
Lytton, Edward Bulwer Lytton, Baron
Fiction
They remained silent; for Falkland would not trust himself to speak,
till, when they reached the house, he faltered out his excuses for not
entering, and departed. He turned towards his solitary home. The grounds
at E------ had been laid out in a classical and costly manner which
contrasted forcibly with the wild and simple nature of the surrounding
scenery. Even the short distance between Mr. Mandeville’s house and
L------ wrought as distinct a change in the character of the country as
any length of space could have effected. Falkland’s ancient and ruinous
abode, with its shattered arches and moss-grown parapets, was situated
on a gentle declivity, and surrounded by dark elm and larch trees. It
still retained some traces both of its former consequence, and of
the perils to which that consequence had exposed it. A broad ditch,
overgrown with weeds, indicated the remains of what once had been a
moat; and huge rough stones, scattered around it, spoke of the outworks
the fortification had anciently possessed, and the stout resistance they
had made in “the Parliament Wars” to the sturdy followers of Ireton and
Fairfax. The moon, that flatterer of decay, shed its rich and softening
beauty over a spot which else had, indeed, been desolate and cheerless,
and kissed into light the long and unwaving herbage which rose at
intervals from the ruins, like the false parasites of fallen greatness.
But for Falkland the scene had no interest or charm, and he turned with
a careless and unheeding eye to his customary apartment. It was the
only one in the house furnished with luxury, or even comfort. Large
bookcases, inlaid with curious carvings in ivory; busts of the few
public characters the world had ever produced worthy, in Falkland’s
estimation, of the homage of posterity; elaborately-wrought hangings
from Flemish looms; and French fauteuils and sofas of rich damask,
and massy gilding (relics of the magnificent days of Louis Quatorze),
bespoke a costliness of design suited rather to Falkland’s wealth than
to the ordinary simplicity of his tastes.
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