The Exclusives (vol. 3 of 3)Bury, Charlotte Campbell, Lady
General
The Exclusives (vol. 3 of 3)
Bury, Charlotte Campbell, Lady
Great Britain -- Social life and customs -- Fiction
"How people do squeeze!" said the enraged Lady Honeyman; "it is like
a bear-garden. Elfrida, my love, take care of your diamond cestus:
Lauretta, do not lose your ruby _aigrette_.--There, sir, there!--you
have torn my Brussels lace lappet all to pieces with the hilt of your
sword!"--And at this appeal the gentleman looked down on the little
yellow dwarf with infinite dismay and many apologies; and stopping to
disengage his sword from the ill-fated lappet, cast an evil eye upon
the black Lauretta, who assisted to disengage the lappet, wishing her
in the shrine of her namesake, where all her diamonds might receive
that homage which he was only endeavouring to pay to the unadorned
Adeline's genuine beauty.
At length Lady Adeline and her party reached the room in which the
sovereign stood; and Lady Adeline found herself suddenly in an open
space, from whence the monarch, and those persons attached to his
household, could distinctly see every person separately who entered.
Lady Adeline felt awed, for she had imbibed a respectful attachment
to the person of her sovereign, and her young feelings were those of
enthusiastic loyalty.
Lord Albert, who in his official situation had the private _entré_,
had not yet seen Lady Adeline, and at the moment she appeared in the
door-way, was talking to Prince Luttermanne; when the latter, with his
habitual admiration for every thing young and new, was so struck with
her appearance, that he broke off his conversation, saying, "Who is
that very extraordinarily beautiful girl now entering?" Lord Albert,
whose back was towards her, turned suddenly round, and, on beholding
her, was so overcome by a sudden revulsion of feeling, that he could
not directly reply. He hesitated, his countenance changed, his lip
quivered; and, after a considerable pause, he abruptly said, "Oh!
that is Adeline." Prince Luttermanne looked astonished, saying at the
same time, "Who the deuce is Adeline?" but Lord Albert had not waited
to answer any further inquiries. He moved away round the back of the
circle, to get a more distinct view of the object so unexpectedly
presented to him;--an object still dearer to his heart than any other
upon earth, and one whose presence, when, as thus, suddenly brought
before him, was never-failing in overturning all the sophistry of art,
and all the juggles and distortion of jealous passion. In the present
instance she stood before him as the personification of innocence and
truth.
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