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
This last remark, being uttered with a peculiarly magnificent and
oracular tone, received from that tone a degree of importance with
which letters cannot easily invest it. And seeing that it was an
unanswerable truth, Mr Pringle did not reply to it; and Mr Darnley
thereupon having hopes that, by the evidence which the rector of
Smatterton possessed, Mr Robert Darnley might see the folly of his
conduct, went on to say to Mr Pringle; “Now, sir, if it is not asking
too much, may I request of you the favor that you will let my son see,
or at least hear the letter which you hold in your hand. I think I can
pledge my word that Lord Spoonbill shall know nothing of the matter
from him.”
To be able to confer a favor on Mr Darnley was a temptation too strong
for Mr Pringle to resist; but he took care to let it be understood that
the communication was indeed a particular favour. This scrupulousness
was not repulsive to Mr Darnley’s taste, for he was much in the habit
of making everything a matter of pomp and ceremony.
After much farcical parade therefore, Mr Robert Darnley was sent for
into the study. The scene formed by his entrance into the apartment
was truly picturesque; but, in the absence of graphic and dramatic
power, we must leave it to the reader’s imagination to form the picture
for itself.
Let the reader then imagine Mr Darnley the elder, a full-sized,
good-looking, pompous, elderly gentleman, in clerical attire the most
marked and definite, powdered with great profusion, and yet with
exquisite accuracy, looking as venerable as a whole bench of bishops,
as wise as the twelve judges, and as awful as Homer’s Jupiter Olympus
when he frowned;--let the reader imagine on the other hand a smart,
little, dapper, pale-faced shred of humanity, slender as a twig,
meaningless as a gate-post, perked out with all the dandyism that the
clerical garb will allow, screwing its unintellectual little features
with mighty and painful effort into what it imagines to be a look of
importance;--to these two personages there enters a third,
‘Of goodlie shape, erect and tall,’
with brow unclouded, with careless but not ungraceful gait, and
directing a smile of interrogation to the two important ones.
“Robert,” said the elder one with great solemnity, “this gentleman has
in his possession a letter, which he will have the goodness to shew
you, and which I hope and trust will set your mind at rest on a subject
which has of late very much disturbed us all.”
The smile on the young man’s countenance waxed fainter, and he
anticipated and dreaded another fit of prosing. He turned towards Mr
Pringle, who very politely handing the letter to him, said, “I received
this letter, sir, from a relative in town, and I thought it my duty to
communicate it to Mr Darnley. But as I am peculiarly situated, I do
not wish to have it imagined by Lord Spoonbill that the information
contained in this letter had transpired by my means.”
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