Pelham — CompleteLytton, Edward Bulwer Lytton, Baron
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Pelham — Complete
Lytton, Edward Bulwer Lytton, Baron
Adventure stories; English fiction -- 19th century; Great Britain -- History -- 19th century -- Fiction
The royal chevalier bowed to my answer with a smile still sweeter
than before, and began a conversation with me which lasted for several
minutes. I was much struck with the--‘s air and bearing. They possess
great dignity, without any affectation of its assumption. He speaks
peculiarly good English, and the compliment of addressing me in that
language was therefore as judicious as delicate. His observations owed
little to his rank; they would have struck you as appropriate, and the
air which accompanied them pleased you as graceful, even in a simple
individual. Judge, then, if they charmed me in the--. The upper part
of his countenance is prominent and handsome, and his eyes have much
softness of expression. His figure is slight and particularly well
knit; perhaps he is altogether more adapted to strike in private than
in public effect. Upon the whole, he is one of those very few persons
of great rank whom you would have had pride in knowing as an equal, and
have pleasure in acknowledging as a superior.
As the--paused, and turned with great courtesy to the Duc de--, I bowed
my way to the Duchesse de B--. That personage, whose liveliness and
piquancy of manner always make one wish for one’s own sake that her rank
was less exalted, was speaking with great volubility to a tall, stupid
looking man, one of the ministers, and smiled most graciously upon me as
I drew near. She spoke to me of our national amusements. “You are not,”
said she, “so fond of dancing as we are.”
“We have not the same exalted example to be at once our motive and our
model,” said I, in allusion to the duchesse’s well known attachment to
that accomplishment. The Duchesse D’A--came up as I said this, and
the conversation flowed on evenly enough till the--‘s whist party was
formed. His partner was Madame de la R--, the heroine of La Vendee. She
was a tall and very stout woman, singularly lively and entertaining, and
appeared to possess both the moral and the physical energy to accomplish
feats still more noble than those she performed.
I soon saw that it would not do for me to stay very long. I had already
made a favourable impression, and, in such cases, it is my constant
rule immediately to retire. Stay, if it be whole hours, until you have
pleased, but leave the moment after your success. A great genius should
not linger too long either in the salon or the world. He must quit each
with eclat. In obedience to this rule, I no sooner found that my court
had been effectually made than I rose to withdraw.
“You will return soon to Paris,” said the Duchesse de B--.
“I cannot resist it,” I replied. “Mon corps reviendra pour chercher mon
coeur.”
“We shall not forget you,” said the duchesse.
“Your Highness has now given me my only inducement not to return,” I
answered, as I bowed out of the room.
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