Hence it follows that, certain inherent limitations admitted, the scene
upon which Dominic Iglesias' eyes rested was not without elements of
attraction. And of this fact, being a person of an excellent temperance
of expectation, he was gratefully aware. His surroundings, indeed,
constituted, so it appeared to him, the maximum of comfort and
advantage which could be expected by a middle-aged gentleman, of
moderate fortune, in the capacity of a "paying guest." Not only in word
but in thought--for in acknowledgment of obligation he was scrupulously
courteous. He frequently tendered thanks to his neighbour and old
school-fellow, Mr. George Lovegrove, first for calling his attention to
Mrs. Porcher's advertisement, and subsequently for reassuring him as to
its import. For, though incapable of forming so much as a thought to
her concrete disparagement, Mr. Iglesias was not without a quiet sense
of humour, or of that instinct of self-protection common to even the
most chivalrous of mankind. He was, therefore, perfectly sensible that
"the widow of a military officer," who describes herself in print as
"bright, musical and thoroughly domesticated," while offering "a
cheerful and refined home at the West End, within three minutes of Tube
and omnibus"--"noble dining and recreation rooms, bath h. and c."
thrown in--to unmarried members of the stronger sex, must of necessity
be a lady whose close acquaintance it would be foolhardy to make
without a trifle of preliminary scouting.
Happily not only George Lovegrove, but his estimable wife was at hand.
The latter hastened to prosecute inquiries, beginning with a visit to
the Anglican vicar of the parish, the Rev. Giles Nevington. He reported
Mrs. Porcher an evening communicant at the greater festivals, and a not
ungenerous donor to parochial charities; adding that a former curate
had resided under her roof with perfect impunity. Mrs. Lovegrove
terminated her researches by an interview with the fishmonger, who
assured her that "Cedar Lodge always took the best cuts," sternly
refused fish or poultry which had suffered cold storage, and paid its
housebooks without fail before noon on Thursday. She ascertained,
further, from a source socially intermediate between clergyman and
tradesman, that Mrs. Porcher's husband, some time veterinary surgeon of
a crack regiment, had died in the odour of alcohol rather than in that
of sanctity, leaving his widow--in addition to his numerous and heavy
debts--but a fraction of the comfortable fortune to procure the
enjoyment of which he had so considerately married her. The solid
Georgian mansion was her freehold; and it was to secure sufficient
means for continued residence in it that the poor lady started a
boarding-house, or in the politer language of the present day, had
decided to receive paying guests.
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