Great Porter Square: A Mystery. v. 2Farjeon, B. L. (Benjamin Leopold)
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Great Porter Square: A Mystery. v. 2
Farjeon, B. L. (Benjamin Leopold)
Detective and mystery stories; Fiction
gentleman as you and I can hope to meet again in life!"
I had spoken earnestly, and I saw that I had produced the impression I
desired. Then I related to Adolph all that I knew, and having driven
conviction home to him, we made a solemn compact to do our best to open
Sydney's eyes to the infamous scheme of which he was the victim. Adolph
was to act implicitly under my instructions; I remember how troubled
he was when he left me, and I judged it well that he should be left to
himself in his suffering. Poor lad! It was his first experience in human
treachery, and he suffered the more that his heart was confiding and
tender.
On this evening it was that Sydney, in my company, lashed himself into a
furious state of indignation at a slight that had been put upon Grace in
his hearing. It occurred in a club, and Sidney, with a violent display
of temper, defended Grace, and attacked the character of the gentleman
who had uttered a simple word or two to Grace's disparagement. Sydney
was not content with attacking the character of the gentleman; he
attacked the lady members of the gentleman's family, with whom he had
once been intimate, and called them a parcel of scheming, jealous jades,
who could not believe in purity because they did not themselves possess
it. He exceeded the bounds of moderation, it must be confessed, and a
scene ensued that was not soon forgotten.
"The injustice of the world," cried Sydney to me, "is enough to drive an
earnest man mad--as I have no doubt it has driven many. That gentleman
and his mother and sisters would lower their false faces to the ground
before Lady this and Lady that"--he mentioned the names of the ladies,
but it is unnecessary to set them down here--"who are wealthy and highly
connected, but who are not fit to tie the shoe-strings of my poor
persecuted Grace, nor the shoe-strings of any girl who has a spark of
virtue in her. You have seen Grace times enough now, Fred, to be able
to appreciate her purity, her modesty, her innocence, at their proper
worth. There lives not on earth a woman more worthy the love and esteem
of man!"
Then he broke out into a rhapsody of extravagant adoration which would
have amazed me had I not been acquainted with the intense chivalry of
his nature. The more Grace was vilified, the more stoutly would he stand
by her; the stronger the detraction, the stronger his love. It was not
while he was in such a humour as this that I could commence to play the
part of an honest Iago.
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