The Confessions of Harry Lorrequer — CompleteLever, Charles
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The Confessions of Harry Lorrequer — Complete
Lever, Charles
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By a quiet and Job-like endurance of all manner of taunting suspicions,
and unmerited sarcasms, to which I daily became more reconciled, I
absolutely rose into something like favour; and before the first month
of my banishment expired, had got the length of an invitation to tea,
in her own snuggery—an honour never known to be bestowed on any before,
with the exception of Father Malachi Brennan, her ghostly adviser; and
even he, it is said, never ventured on such an approximation to
intimacy, until he was, in Kilrush phrase, “half screwed,” thereby
meaning more than half tipsy. From time to time thus, I learned from my
hostess such particulars of the country and its inhabitants as I was
desirous of hearing; and among other matters, she gave me an account of
the great landed proprietor himself, Lord Callonby, who was daily
expected at his seat, within some miles of Kilrush, at the same time
assuring me that I need not be looking so “pleased and curling out my
whiskers;” “that they’d never take the trouble of asking even the name
of me.” This, though neither very courteous, nor altogether flattering
to listen to, was no more than I had already learned from some brother
officers who knew this quarter, and who informed me that the Earl of
Callonby, though only visiting his Irish estates every three or four
years, never took the slightest notice of any of the military in his
neighbourhood; nor, indeed did he mix with the country gentry,
confining himself to his own family, or the guests, who usually
accompanied him from England, and remained during his few weeks’ stay.
My impression of his lordship was therefore not calculated to cheer my
solitude by any prospect of his rendering it lighter.
The Earl’s family consisted of her ladyship, an only son, nearly of
age, and two daughters; the eldest, Lady Jane, had the reputation of
being extremely beautiful; and I remembered when she came out in
London, only the year before, hearing nothing but praises of the grace
and elegance of her manner, united to the most classic beauty of her
face and figure. The second daughter was some years younger, and said
to be also very handsome; but as yet she had not been brought into
society. Of the son, Lord Kilkee, I only heard that he had been a very
gay fellow at Oxford, where he was much liked, and although not
particularly studious, had given evidence of talent.
Such were the few particulars I obtained of my neighbours, and thus
little did I know of those who were so soon to exercise a most
important influence upon my future life.
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