The Forgery; or, Best Intentions.James, G. P. R. (George Payne Rainsford)
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The Forgery; or, Best Intentions.
James, G. P. R. (George Payne Rainsford)
Fiction
"Spain is a very curious country, sir--a very curious country indeed.
Things happen there every day that could happen in no other spot of
the globe. It is like one of those things which I think you call magic
lanterns, where the scenes are always shifting, and nothing on earth
remains steady for an hour. You may see a little ragged boy running in
the street, and not long after he'll be walking about the court; a
great man in velvet and lace, without anybody but himself knowing how
it happened. There are only four things necessary to it--impudence,
cleverness, youth, and good luck. Well, as I was saying, G----, the
life-guardsman, in a very few months rose from nothing at all to be a
prince and a minister. The old nobility grumbled and growled, and all
the new people tried to stop his progress, till they found it was
useless; but in the end the old and the new, both together, bowed down
and licked his feet. All this time, as I have said, I heard nothing of
him; and I thought he had quite forgotten me, and was just as selfish
and cold-hearted as such sort of people generally are. But I made a
mistake, sir, and think it but right to do justice to a man against
whom everybody cries out. One day, as I was walking along the street
in which his palace was situated--for he lived in a palace by this
time--I saw a fine horse standing before the little door (there was a
great door, where the carriages went in), and three or four servants,
all magnificently dressed, by the side of it. Just as I was going to
pass, who should come out but the prince himself, in a general's
uniform, all gold, and feathers, and jingling spurs! I drew back, with
my brass basin under my arm, to let him go by, thinking he would take
no notice of me. His eye fell upon me, however; and he knew me
directly and stopped. 'Ah, Carlini!' he said, 'is that you? Why, you
have never been to see me. I haven't forgotten you, and if I can do
anything to serve you, I will. Come to me here to-morrow at ten
o'clock;' and then he told the servants to let me be admitted. There
are some people who, as the French say, suffer fortune to knock at
their door and do not open, but I am not one of that kind; and putting
on the best clothes I had, I left my brass basin and my razors behind
me, and went away the next morning to see the prince. I suppose there
were at least twenty people in his ante-room, waiting to see him, and
amongst them a great number of noblemen and high officers; but I went
through them all, after a page, and was shown straight in. I could
hear some of them say to their neighbours, 'Why, that's Carlini, the
barber! We shall not see the prince for an hour, if he's only just
going to be shaved;' but I laughed in my sleeve and went on. I found
the great man stretched at his ease, in a dressing-gown of gold
brocade, and I stood near the door, bowing down to the ground; but he
said, 'Come near, Carlini--come near and sit down;' and he began to
talk to me just as familiarly as ever.
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