Carlo was introduced into the family picture which a great artist from
London came down to the castle to paint. The dog had been painted
several times before, and photographed on occasions without number—with
De Vaux on his pony, with my lady standing on the terrace, or entering
the family’s almshouses; but it was the first time that Carlo had been
put on the same canvas with the head of the house, and in a picture
which was destined to be one of the great works of the generation,
secured for the castle. My lord, who himself dabbled in art, likened
the introduction of Carlo into the piece to the use made of the white
greyhound by Rubens in the “Arundel Family,” and to the similar
employment of a dog, with the best effect, in Van Dyck’s “Wilton
Family.” One cannot wonder that Carlo felt perfectly justified in
regarding himself as a member of the earl’s family.
But Carlo was De Vaux’s special property, and the relation between them
continued unbroken, in spite of the young man’s frequent absences on
his travels, during the first period of the connection. These absences
were trying to Carlo, who had little else to do save to miss his
friend, and pine for his return; and the more he pined, the more he was
praised and petted for his fidelity and devotion, till—as the dog had
naturally no dislike, but, on the contrary, a great yearning for praise
and petting, provided they were administered with the delicacy which
he demanded in all the dealings with him—he ran a great risk either of
falling into a normal condition of pining, or of becoming guilty of
the most abominable affectation, passing by insensible degrees into
hardened hypocrisy.
Carlo was saved from these pitfalls by De Vaux’s return from his
travels, which had of course extended from Europe to Asia, including
Palestine and Damascus; Africa, as far as has been made out of the
course of the Nile; and America, across the continent to the Rocky
Mountains.
After the celebration of De Vaux coming of age—which, to tell the
truth, was in its exuberant rejoicings a considerable infliction both
on him and Carlo—the heir settled down as far as he was likely to do in
his ancestral home, and took Carlo into his constant society, until the
dog had nothing more left to wish for.
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