Mohawks: A Novel. Volume 3 of 3Braddon, M. E. (Mary Elizabeth)
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Mohawks: A Novel. Volume 3 of 3
Braddon, M. E. (Mary Elizabeth)
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"Then I hope you have ordered double your usual supper--plentiful as
your banquets ever are," said Lord Carteret, "for it is a distinguishing
mark of royalty to eat three times as much as the commonalty. The old
Dowager of Orleans was always lamenting her son's excesses at the
table--she has told me of his incautious gluttony with tears of
affectionate concern, which his fatal apoplexy showed to be but too
prophetic--and she assured me also that when the late king's body was
opened it was found he was constructed on a different principle from his
subjects, and had twice their capacity for digestion. It was hereditary
with the Bourbon race to gorge: and our Hanoverians seem of the same
kidney."
Lady Judith turned from his lordship to welcome Mrs. Robinson, who came
fluttering in after her triumphs at the opera, with Lord Peterborough in
attendance upon her steps, proud to be considered her slave, yet ashamed
to confess himself her husband, so strong were the prejudices of that
great world which worshipped Senesino and Farinelli, and squabbled
acrimoniously about the rival merits of Cuzzoni and Faustina.
"My dearest Anastasia, I hear you surpassed yourself in Rinaldo,"
exclaimed Lady Judith. "Topsparkle was there till nearly the end of the
third act, and came away hysterical with rapture." Then turning to
Peterborough, with the fair Anastasia's hand in hers, "Is your lordship
still in love with Bevis Mount and solitude?"
"Could I but tempt your ladyship to visit the wild romantic cottage
where I pass my time, 'twould be no longer a hermit's cell, but the
temple of Cytherea," answered Mordanto gaily, "the mere fact that you
had been there, like a queen on her royal progress, would for ever
idealise that humble dwelling."
"Have a care, my lord, lest I take you at your word some day, and put up
at Bevis Mount for a night on my way from Ringwood to London. 'Twould be
but to take the Winchester road instead of travelling by Salisbury, and
it would be a prodigious joke to descend upon you as unexpectedly as if
I were indeed the goddess and conveyed through the air by a team of
doves."
"You should be received with adoration and rapture; yet I warn you that
_my_ Blenheim would scarce afford shelter for a fine lady's attendants,
although it might be made into a not-unfitting bower for beauty
unattended."
"O, my people should go to an inn, I would bring only Topsparkle to play
propriety. How do _you_ like his lordship's new toy, Anastasia?"
"You mean his cottage near Southampton? I have not seen it," answered
the singer, with a cold proud air.
"Indeed, and can he like a dwelling you have not approved?"
"His lordship is eccentric in many things, my dear Lady Judith," replied
Mrs. Robinson, and then she and her swain moved on and mingled with the
crowd, making way for Lavendale.
"Your ladyship is in unusual spirits to-night," he said, after a few
words of greeting.
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