Caricatures and cartoons -- Great Britain; English wit and humor; English wit and humor, Pictorial
The lady, with her son by her side, retired into a part of the apartment
that was somewhat obscured by shade; and here, as she sate awaiting the
coming of the individual on whose knowledge seemed to rest her future
happiness or misery, her thoughts reverted to the previous evening when
her husband was in that very same apartment; and as there were two
chairs placed at a part of the table that was cleared from papers, she
conjectured that one had been occupied by the lieutenant; and small
as the matter might seem in the estimation of others, she would have
given much to have known which of the two it was. Then arose other
contemplations: one of the chairs was doubtless for the clients--the
other, at a more respectful distance, for the suppliants who came to
entreat for delay against the execution of the law, or to appeal for the
extension of mercy from his creditor. Oh! how many sorrowing spirits
grieving over blighted hopes and desolated prospects--how many breaking
hearts, crushed beneath the torturing pressure of affliction that verged
upon despair--how many upbraiding consciences, filled with remorse at
past deeds of shame or extravagance--had been there! Parents, who had
reduced their offspring from affluence to poverty, through crime or
indiscretion--husbands that had wasted their substance, and brought
their wives to want--ruined merchants and tradesmen who had borne a good
name in the world, but, surrounded by difficulties which they could not
master, were compelled to have their names announced in the Gazette. What
a wide field for reflection was there!
At length Mr. Brady arrived; and, after a short consultation with
his clerk, the door of his room opened, and Mrs. Heartwell beheld a
gentlemanly-looking man of about thirty years of age, whose firm-set
frame gave evidence of strong muscular powers. His limbs were large,
but yet in just proportion to the rest of his body; and a handsomely
formed pair of legs were well displayed in tight black silk stockings.
His features were of a repulsive cast: a round, bullet-head, with high
cheek-bones and protruding bushy eyebrows that frowned above a pair
of large but piercing black eyes, which, like the rattlesnake's, had
something of fascination in them.
There is a world of language in the human eye that carries with it its
own translation; and when Mrs. Heartwell saw the bright orbs of the
lawyer as he looked round the room, a strange thrill came over her
bosom--an indefinable sensation that sickened her very heart: she had
never, to her recollection, seen Mr. Brady before that moment; yet the
piercing keenness of his eyes was vividly pictured on her memory--they
were familiar to the mind as having at some former period occasioned much
distress, but where or when, or with what connexion, baffled remembrance
was utterly at fault.
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