Great Britain -- History -- Charles II, 1660-1685 -- Fiction; Historical fiction
with which we are concerned develops itself.
Now, it comes to include, this business, in the process of its
unfolding, a certain illustrious figure, with whose name we have dealt
hitherto but in parenthesis. His Royal Highness the Duke of York was
at this date a young man of twenty-seven, and somewhat notable, in a
reckless community, for the comparative propriety of his conduct. At
least, he kept his lapses within reasonable, if infrequent, bounds,
and, in erring, showed some occasional capacity for shamefacedness. He
had virtues--courage, truth to his word, fidelity, and application;
vices--parsimony, excessive hauteur, and an implacable enmity for his
foes. Yet, commonly master of himself, he possessed one cardinal
weakness, and that showed itself in a remarkable susceptibility to
feminine allurements--showed itself, I say, for he seemed unable to
conceal it; he was, according to Grammont, the most completely
unguarded ogler of his time.
Fresh, unspoiled, and possessed of the double recommendation of having
a husband, and notoriously an indifferent one, the little Countess
with the rose-leaf face was not long, you may be sure, in attracting
the rather prominent inquisition of those wandering orbs, and not
altogether, be it said, without some flattered consciousness, on her
part, of their interested scrutiny. The Duke, though austere to
severity, was not an uncomely Stuart; he was tall, well formed, and
the sallow melancholy of his look, when tempered to a soft occasion,
could be sufficiently moving. Satisfied as to first impressions, he
began to consider his further policy; and in the meantime he ogled.
His ogling, it seemed, was not, in spite of its temerity, suspected by
Hamilton. Perhaps Cousin George’s confidence in his own most-favoured
position was too absolute to cherish a thought of any rival influence
outside it. But, whatever the case, it is certain that, even if he
observed, he gave himself no concern whatever about an ocular
blandishment which was generally at the service of any _beaux yeux_ of
a pattern finer than the common.
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