himself of all superfluous animality.
And his environment lent itself to these practices and experiments. The
household had settled back into its accustomed decorum and regularity.
It asked no questions, it obeyed in respectful silence. And, if certain
tremors shook it at times in face of its new master's supposed dealings
with things occult and supernatural, it accepted them as a necessary
part of its service. Indeed, it may be questioned whether Lowndes, the
grey-faced, long-armed valet, Renshaw, and Watkins, irreproachably
correct of demeanour, would not have suffered far greater inconvenience
and perturbation had they been called upon to adapt themselves to the
ordinary ways of the ordinary, English country-gentleman. Their pride
would have suffered likewise, since eccentricity had been so long
enthroned in their midst, that its absence would have seemed a loss of
_prestige_, a regrettable coming down in the social scale. They
displayed much solicitude for Laurence's comfort, and much grim alacrity
in turning guests from his door. Captain Bellingham's fears that his
friend might develop into a crank appeared to be in very fair road to
fulfilment; but the household rejoiced silently and grimly thereat.
So did not Armstrong, the shrewd and kindly Scotch agent.
"Whether the place induces a whimsicality in the family, or the family
in the place, I would not presume to declare," he lamented one day, when
having a crack with a trusted friend and fellow-countryman. "It is like
the matter of priority between the owl and the egg, a hidden thing,
transcending human wit. But a certain impracticability is assuredly bred
in their bones, poor bodies, which needs must eventually come out in the
flesh of every one of them. They're over proud of the intelligence of
which it has pleased the Almighty to bestow on them so handsome a
portion--as the intelligence of Saxons and Southerners go, you
understand. And being puffed up with conceit of themselves they proceed
to apply their bit of unusual reason in wild and impolitic speculations,
to the endangering of their own and other persons' peace and security. A
sair pity, a sair pity! Not that I would deny degrees in the natural
wrong-headedness of the poor, misguided creatures. The present
representative of the family is a young man of excellent parts and
practical ability; and though I fear he is going astray in some
particulars, I find in him a praiseworthy application to business, by
times."
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