Penelope : $b or, Love's labour lost. A novel. Volume 3 (of 3)Scargill, William Pitt
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Penelope : $b or, Love's labour lost. A novel. Volume 3 (of 3)
Scargill, William Pitt
England -- Social life and customs -- 19th century -- Fiction
We have made the above remarks because we are unwilling by any omission
to incur the reproach of being insensible to the feelings of our
fellow-creatures. It is very true that Miss Glossop was vain, weak,
and affected; it may also be very true that fools ought to take the
consequences of their own folly. But it is cruel, mean, and illiberal,
to make sport of a weak mind merely because it is weak; and none but
such a puppy as Lord Spoonbill would have acted thus.
Of the progress of the young lady and his lordship through the other
apartments of the castle, we have nothing particular to record. Our
readers will very naturally suppose that the dining and drawing rooms
were decorated as profusely as the other rooms; and that as much
approbation and delight were expressed by Miss Glossop in surveying
them, as she had lavished on those apartments which she had passed
through before.
Many acknowledgments of his lordship’s politeness were made by the
young lady when she took her leave of the castle, and very politely
did his lordship express his high gratification that there had been
anything in the castle worth her notice.
With light and cheerful step did Miss Glossop return to Neverden,
proud of the honor of her interview with Lord Spoonbill. Speedily but
carefully did her recollection run over all that she had said to his
lordship and all that his lordship had said to her. And her thoughts
exulted in the anticipation of the pleasure which she should experience
in quoting hereafter the opinion of Lord Spoonbill on various topics
connected with the fine arts and literature.
She was desirous of recollecting the subjects of as many of the
pictures as she possibly could; but the specimens of the graphic art in
Smatterton castle were so numerous, that it was not easy to recollect
any great proportion of them. It was rather mortifying however that
she could not call to mind any of the very greatest masters of the
art; she had merely a confused recollection that the house was full of
pictures done by some of the first masters. It was firmly fixed in her
memory that the house was very splendid, and that the grand saloon,
especially, looked like a blaze of gold. It was to her eye a scene of
complete enchantment.
On her return to Neverden, Miss Glossop communicated to Sir George
Aimwell the particulars of her visit to Smatterton, and the worthy
baronet was pleased with the politeness which Lord Spoonbill had
displayed; and he said, “Spoonbill’s a good fellow.”
Moreover, after dinner as well as at dinner, Miss Glossop descanted on
the glories of Smatterton castle, and the fine taste of the heir to
the Smatterton title and estate. And so fluent was the young lady’s
eloquence, that she talked the worthy baronet to sleep ten minutes
before his usual time.
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