Black humor; Country life -- Fiction; Historical fiction; Scotland -- Fiction
"And here, Harry, observe and respect my genius. Every circumstance
was against me in this negotiation. I had been the aggressor in the
war; I was wounded, and, it might be said, a prisoner in my
antagonist's hands; yet I could so far avail myself of Monsieur
Martigny's greater eagerness for peace, that I clogged the treaty
with a condition highly advantageous to myself, and equally
unfavourable to him.--Said Mr. Francis Martigny was to take upon
himself the burden of my right honourable father's displeasure; and
our separation, which was certain to give immense offence, was to be
represented as his work, not as mine. I insisted, tender-hearted,
dutiful soul, as I was, that I would consent to no measure which was
to bring down papa's displeasure. This was a _sine qua non_ in our
negotiation.
'Voila ce que c'est d'avoir des talens!'
"Monsieur Francis would, I suppose, have taken the world on his
shoulders, to have placed an eternal separation betwixt his
turtledove and the falcon who had made so bold a pounce at
her.--What he wrote to my father, I know not; as for myself, in all
duty, I represented the bad state of my health from an accident, and
that my brother and companion having been suddenly called from me
by some cause which he had not explained, I had thought it necessary
to get to London for the best advice, and only waited his lordship's
permission to return to the paternal mansion. This I soon received,
and found, as I expected, that he was in towering wrath against my
brother for his disobedience; and, after some time, I even had
reason to think, (as how could it be otherwise, Harry?) that, on
becoming better acquainted with the merits and amiable manners of
his apparent heir, he lost any desire which he might formerly have
entertained, of accomplishing any change in my circumstances in
relation to the world. Perhaps the old peer turned a little ashamed
of his own conduct, and dared not aver to the congregation of the
righteous, (for he became saintly in his latter days,) the very
pretty frolics which he seems to have been guilty of in his youth.
Perhaps, also, the death of my right honourable mother operated in
my favour, since, while she lived, my chance was the worse--there is
no saying what a man will do to spite his wife.--Enough, he
died--slept with his right honourable fathers, and I became, without
opposition, Right Honourable in his stead.
"How I have borne my new honours, thou, Harry, and our merry set,
know full well. Newmarket and Tattersal's may tell the rest. I think
I have been as lucky as most men where luck is most prized, and so I
shall say no more on that subject.
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