The Broken Font: A Story of the Civil War, Vol. 2 (of 2)Sherer, Moyle
History
The Broken Font: A Story of the Civil War, Vol. 2 (of 2)
Sherer, Moyle
Great Britain -- History -- Civil War, 1642-1649 -- Fiction
Although Bristol was at this time garrisoned by the Parliamentary
troops, Martin Noble and old Peter, by whom he was accompanied, found
no difficulty at the barriers, for the city was not besieged,--and
being on foot, they entered without suspicion.
The doublet and cloak of Martin being cut in the Italian fashion, he
easily passed in that large and busy port as one newly arrived from
Leghorn and Genoa, and as one engaged in some commercial venture. His
first care was to secure the little property which he had brought from
Italy, and which, save one bag of a hundred pieces in ready money,
consisted entirely in paintings, drawings, and engravings, with a few
antiques. The value of this small collection might have amounted to
twelve hundred pieces. It was now necessary to part with these for
whatever they might produce. His object being to send the whole price
of them, beyond the sum necessary for his own equipment as a volunteer
soldier of horse, to his parents. The captain and crew of the vessel
in which he had returned home were all so cheerfully devoted to his
interests, that he procured his baggage to be privately landed; and
having unpacked and carefully arranged them in his apartment at a
large inn near the quay, he went forth in search of a purchaser. He
had not far to seek: the contents of an open shop kept by a Venetian
in that same quarter at once pointed out whither many a collection of
those curious toys of human invention, whether in the fine arts or in
plate or furniture, round which the strange children of manhood will
fasten fondness, already lay in dull divorce from the pleasant
chambers they had once adorned. The broker consented to go to the inn
and look at his pictures with a cold and wily slowness. There was only
one small original which had been given Martin; the rest were
exquisite copies, executed by his brother artists or himself. The
engravings and the articles of _virtu_ (many of them presents) were
selected with the finest taste; and a magical feeling was associated
in the breast of Martin with every trifle or scrap in his portfolios.
Though his mind was healthy and strong, and the necessity of the
sacrifice was obvious, yet he could bear no work of bargaining, no
words of depreciation. He bade the dealer look them over silently, and
take them at his own price. Nor was he at all disappointed when the
sum of three hundred and fifty pieces were paid down for little heart
treasures, from which, in happier circumstances, he would at no price
have consented to be separated. Of this sum he despatched two hundred
and fifty, by the safe hands of old Peter, to his parents, and the
remainder, with what he had already by him, was amply sufficient to
purchase a horse, a handsome buff coat, and good arms.
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