The Impending Sword: A Novel (Vol. 2 of 3)Yates, Edmund
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The Impending Sword: A Novel (Vol. 2 of 3)
Yates, Edmund
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There is nothing makes a venomous ruffian
like that so wild as to completely ignore his attack, and if you
chance to meet him in the street, greet him with the utmost
politeness; you need not take his hand, but you also need not put your
fist into his face. Cosby will watch the papers daily, looking for an
indignant letter from me in reply to his screed; but he will find
none; and if I see him at the first night of _Pickwick's Progress,_ I
shall wag my head at him, and express a hope that he is pleased with
the entertainment.'
But though he declined to resent this newspaper controversy, Mr. Duval
found more than enough to occupy his mind and to fill up his time.
Half a dozen needy persons belonging to the theatrical profession--not
adventurers, and in no way dishonest--simply men and women who, from
stress of circumstances, had undertaken to do something for which they
were not in the least qualified, and who consequently had gone to the
wall, were simultaneously struck with the brilliant idea that it would
be a remarkably good thing for Mr. Duval if he took a temporary
farewell of the British public in a performance the proceeds of which
should be devoted to their benefit. Others there were who addressed
him on the strength of having read that he was about to take a company
with him to perform his pieces in the United States, and at once
expressing themselves as perfectly certain that such company would not
be complete unless they, the writers, joined it in prominent positions
with high salaries. In fact, the notice of his departure brought upon
him all the horde of impertinent correspondents who prey upon a public
man's time, and rob him of such leisure as he might otherwise have;
autograph hunters, photographers, who could make it convenient to
receive him at any time, sanctimonious begging-letter writers, who
declared that his path across the ocean would neither be happy nor
successful unless he were blessed with the inward consciousness of
having left behind him half a crown to succour modest misery in
distress.
Applications such as these Mr. Duval treated with sovereign
contempt--he had quite enough real business on hand. His rooms in
Vernon-chambers were very much changed from their normal condition;
all the nick-nacks were put away, all the pictures and handsome
furniture covered over, and in the midst stood enormous boxes, some
crammed to repletion, others yet gaping as it were for food, all
bearing the great actor's name in large red letters, all marked with
the word 'Hold.'
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