Nuttie's FatherYonge, Charlotte M. (Charlotte Mary)
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Nuttie's Father
Yonge, Charlotte M. (Charlotte Mary)
England -- Social life and customs -- 19th century -- Fiction
Mark delighted the old ladies by his visits and accounts of their
darling's success and popularity, which he could paint so brightly that
they could not help exulting, even though there might be secret
misgivings as to the endurance of these palmy days. He was a great
hero in their eyes, and they had too good taste to oppress him with
their admiration, so that he really was more at ease in their little
drawing-room than anywhere at Monks Horton, whither the Italians could
penetrate. The marchesino spoke English very well, but that was all
the worse for Mark, since it gave such a sense of inferiority. He was
an intelligent man too, bent on being acquainted with English
industries of all kinds; and thus it was that a party was organised to
see the umbrella factory. It was conducted by Mr. Dutton, with whom
Lord Kirkaldy, between charities and public business, had become
acquainted.
To Mark's secret shame, this manufacturer spoke French perfectly, and
even got into such a lively conversation with the old marquis about
Cavour, that Lord Kirkaldy begged him to come to dinner and continue
it. They were all surprised, not only by the details of the
manufacture and the multitude of artizans, male and female, whom it
employed, but by the number of warehouse-clerks whom they found at
work, and who, it appeared, were in correspondence with agencies and
depots in London and all the principal towns in the kingdom. Gerard
Godfrey was there,--casting looks askance at the young Egremont, whom
he regarded as a kind of robber.
The marchesino asked from what class these young men were taken, and
Mr. Dutton made reply that most of them were sons of professional men.
If they could obtain a small capital and take shares in the business
they were encouraged to do so, and rose to the headship of the
agencies, obtaining a fair income.
'And you don't exact an examination,' said Mark.
'Except in handwriting and book-keeping,' said Mr. Dutton.
'Poor Mark, you look for your bugbear everywhere!' sighed his aunt.
They went over the Institute, coffee-rooms, eating-rooms, and
lodging-houses, by which the umbrella firm strove to keep their hands
respectable and contented, and were highly pleased with all, most
especially with Mr. Dutton, who, though his name did not come
prominently forward, had been the prime mover and contriver of all
these things, and might have been a wealthier man if he had not
undertaken expenses which he could not charge upon the company.
Gerard Godfrey came in to Mrs. Nugent's that evening in the lowest
spirits. He had a sister married to a curate in the same county with
Bridgefield, and she had sent him a local paper which 'understood that
a marriage was arranged between Mark de Lyonnais Egremont, Esquire, and
Ursula, daughter of Alwyn Piercefield Egremont, Esquire, of Bridgefield
Egremont,' and he could not help coming to display it to Miss Headworth
in all its impertinence and prematurity.
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