The Confessions of Harry Lorrequer — Complete — John Shaqi
The Confessions of Harry Lorrequer — CompleteLever, Charles
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The Confessions of Harry Lorrequer — Complete
Lever, Charles
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ay, and even the “night’s dull hours,” it was said, too, found her
labouring in her congenial occupation; and while thus she continued to
“scold and grow fat,” her inn, once a popular and frequented one,
became gradually less and less frequented, and the dragon of the
Rhine-fells did not more effectually lay waste the territory about him,
than did the evil influence of her tongue spread desolation and ruin
around her. Her inn, at the time of my visit, had not been troubled
with even a passing traveller for many months; and, indeed, if I had
any, even the least foreknowledge of the character of my hostess, its
privacy should have still remained uninvaded for some time longer.
I had not been many hours installed, when I got a specimen of her
powers; and before the first week was over, so constant and unremitting
were her labours in this way, that I have upon the occasion of a slight
lull in the storm, occasioned by her falling asleep, actually left my
room to inquire if anything had gone wrong, in the same was as the
miller is said to awake, if the mill stops. I trust I have said enough,
to move the reader’s pity and compassion for my situation—one more
miserable it is difficult to conceive. It may be though that much might
be done by management, and that a slight exercise of the favourite Whig
plan of concilliation, might avail. Nothing of the kind. She was proof
against all such arts; and what was still worse, there was no subject,
no possible circumstance, no matter, past, present, or to come, that
she could not wind by her diabolical ingenuity, into some cause of
offence; and then came the quick transition to instant punishment.
Thus, my apparently harmless inquiry as to the society of the
neighbourhood, suggested to her—a wish on my part to make
acquaintance—therefore to dine out—therefore not to dine at
home—consequently to escape paying half-a-crown and devouring a
chicken—therefore to defraud her, and behave, as she would herself
observe, “like a beggarly scullion, with his four shillings a day,
setting up for a gentleman,” &c.
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