Piccadilly: A Fragment of Contemporary BiographyOliphant, Laurence
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Piccadilly: A Fragment of Contemporary Biography
Oliphant, Laurence
Piccadilly (London, England) -- Fiction
"Tell me honestly, Lady Broadhem," I said, and pressed her hand in
return, "how you are going to render yourself independent of my
assistance hence-forward, and I will tell you the motives which have
actuated me in proffering it."
"It is only just settled, and I have not even told it yet either to
Broadhem or my daughters. I am quite prepared for the sensation it will
make when it is known, and the ill-natured things people will say of me;
but my mind is made up, and we are told to expect persecution. I am
going to be married to Mr Chundango!"
Lady Broadhem evidently expected to stun me with this announcement, but
as I had already been prepared for it by Drippings on the occasion of
our first private interview, which the reader will remember, I received
it with perfect equanimity.
"I had no conception," her ladyship went on, "of the sterling worth and
noble character of that man until I had an opportunity of observing it
closely. The munificence of his liberality, and the good uses to which
he applies his enormous wealth, the cultivation of his mind, the
excellence of his principles, and the perfect harmony of feeling upon
religious subjects which exists between us, all convince me that I shall
best consult my own happiness and the interests of my dear children by
uniting my fate to his. I suppose you know Lord Scilly is going to put
him into Parliament for the Scilly boroughs instead of Lord Grandon?"
"No one could congratulate you more sincerely than I do, Lady Broadhem,"
I said. "I can conceive no greater happiness than an alliance in which
that perfect harmony of thought and feeling you describe reigns
paramount; and now it is my turn to tell you why I have acted the part
which seems so incomprehensible to you. Grandon is, as you know, my
dearest friend, but he is poor. Ursula cares for him more, if possible,
than I do. And I need not tell you that my own attachment to your
daughter is the strongest sentiment of my nature. Now, I determined to
prove the depth of my affection for these two people by making them both
happy, and when all my arrangements were completed I intended to make a
final stipulation with you, that you should give your consent to their
marriage, and that I should play the part of a bountiful prince in the
Arabian Nights, and that we should all live happy ever after."
"A very pretty little plot indeed," said Lady Broadhem, with a sneer.
"You are too good and disinterested for this planet, Frank. So you
thought you could coerce me into giving my consent to a marriage I never
have approved, and never shall?"
"Don't be too sure of that," I said, and I allowed the faintest tinge of
insolence to appear in my manner, for the sentiments and the sneer that
accompanied it both irritated me, and I felt that we were morally
drawing our revolvers, and looking at the caps.
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