“You are right, perhaps, sir,--my station is what you have described
it. I trust you have not mentioned to Lady Kilgoff anything of your
Foreign-Office news?”
“Of course not, my Lord. It will always remain with your discretion when
and how to make the communication.”
“It appears to me, sir, that her Ladyship has admitted many of the
inmates here to a degree of intimacy quite inconsistent with their
relative stations.”
“Her Ladyship's youth and amiability of manner offer great temptations
to the inroads of obtrusiveness,” said Linton, with the air of one
thinking aloud.
“I disagree with you, sir, entirely. I was young myself, sir, and, I am
told, not quite destitute of those attractions you speak of; but I
am not aware that any one ever took a liberty with _me!_ This must be
looked to. And now, your affair? When is it to come off? Your marriage,
I mean?”
“That is by no means so certain, my Lord,” said Linton, who smiled in
spite of himself at the careless tone in which his Lordship treated
so very humble an event. “I may reckon on your Lordship's assistance,
however?”
Lord Kilgoff waved his hand in token of acquiescence, and Linton took a
formal leave, almost bursting with laughter at the ridiculous conceit he
had himself contributed to create.
“Ay,” muttered he, as he descended the stairs, “as a democrat, an
out-and-out democrat, I say, 'Long live' an Hereditary Peerage! 'I know
nothing can equal it, in making the untitled classes the rulers.”
CHAPTER XVI. A WET DAT--THE FALSE SIGNAL
So cunning, like the doubling of the hare,
Oft turns upon itself.
Bell.
It was a rainy day,--one of those downright pelting, pouring, swooping
wet days which Ireland is accustomed to, for nearly one half of every
year. All out-of-door occupation was impossible; the most fidgety could
only get as far as the stables, to smoke a cigar and “chaff” horse-talk
with the grooms; while the more resigned wandered from room to room, and
place to place, in that restlessness that defies common philosophy to
subdue.
A wet day in a country house is always a severe trial. Sociability will
not be coerced, and the greater the necessity for mutual assistance,
the less is the disposition to render it; besides, they who habitually
contribute least to the enjoyment of their fellows have always great
resources of annoyance at such periods,--as the most insignificant
instrument in the orchestra can at any moment destroy the harmony of the
band.
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