Much Ado About SomethingLawrence, C. E. (Charles Edward)
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Much Ado About Something
Lawrence, C. E. (Charles Edward)
England -- Social life and customs -- 20th century -- Fiction; Fairies -- Fiction
Ladies’-maids, who, yawning and jaded, had waited till dawn for their
mistresses, were greeted with smiles and thanks--a welcome change from
the wonted shrill-tempered crossness which almost invariably had been
their recompense hitherto.
One bright youth--with the earnestness of a beginner, which even when
misguided is something splendid--devoted his powers to helping a drunken
man homeward. Another sparkling boy at once totted up a list of his
debts and made plans of economy whereby he might redeem them. Another
went off post-haste to write an apology to a family he--through
selfishness--had wronged. A fourth--Mr. Harris, a motorist, with whom
Geoffrey Season had half an acquaintance--vowed to walk five miles daily
for two months along a car-infested road, to see for himself what
road-hog tyranny meant.
And so on, and so forth, in all manner of ways, wise and unwise, but
always sincere and determined, the beginnings of the amelioration of the
Smart Set began.
It worked well, after a little while, as every movement launched by the
fairies is bound to do. The coming together of the sudden plutocracy
with true aristocrats had good effects--broadening and strengthening--on
both. It taught restraint, consideration, responsibility. Social
organizations increased in numbers, sway and influence. No hospital or
charitable purpose was now hampered for lack of funds. Processions of
the unemployed ceased to be. There were fewer children in the streets
of poverty: the childless rich had adopted them.
Humanity was linked closer, with cords of great kindness. No one was
better affected by it than the Duchess of Armingham. She remained
genial, a power persuasive; and grew in bounty, charm and kindness. She
felt something of a fairy queen herself.
So June won the stronghold. The poor and the rich, the weak, the proud
and the great, were with her now. She was leading a host, human and
immortal. Her madness was justified.
*CHAPTER XX*
*IN PARLIAMENT*
February arrived, succeeding a period of immense elf-activity. Mankind
was rapidly waking up to the improved condition of things; more and more
recruits were coming from Fairyland to keep men’s purposes kind and
bright; the metropolis was cleaning itself vigorously, and putting on
colour, so that from all parts of the world people journeyed to its
streets, to gather æsthetic inspiration and delight.
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