Domestic fiction; Ireland -- Fiction; Land tenure -- Fiction; Landlord and tenant -- Fiction; Landowners -- Fiction
The viscount hoped the same of the earl—and of the ladies. This
included the countess and Lady Selina, as well as Fanny, and was,
therefore, not a particular question; but, having hoped this, and the
earl remaining silent, he got confused, turned red, hummed and hawed a
little, sat down, and then, endeavouring to drown his confusion in
volubility, began talking quickly about his anxiety to make final
arrangements concerning matters, which, of course, he had most deeply
at heart; and, at last, ran himself fairly aground, from not knowing
whether, under the present circumstances, he ought to speak of his
affianced to her guardian as “Fanny”, or “Miss Wyndham”.
When he had quite done, and was dead silent, and had paused
sufficiently long to assure the earl that he was going to say nothing
further just at present, the great man commenced his answer.
“This is a painful subject, my lord—most peculiarly painful at the
present time; but, surely, after all that has passed—but especially
after what has _not_ passed”—Lord Cashel thought this was a dead
hit—“you cannot consider your engagement with Miss Wyndham to be still
in force?”
“Good gracious!—and why not, my lord? I am ready to do anything her
friends—in fact I came solely, this morning, to consult yourself,
about—I’m sure Fanny herself can’t conceive the engagement to be broken
off. Of course, if Miss Wyndham wishes it—but I can’t believe—I can’t
believe—if it’s about the horses, Lord Cashel, upon my word, I’m ready
to sell them to-day.”
This was not very dignified in poor Frank, and to tell the truth, he
was completely bothered. Lord Cashel looked so more than ordinarily
glum; had he been going to put on a black cap and pass sentence of
death, or disinherit his eldest son, he could not have looked more
stern or more important. Frank’s lack of dignity added to his, and made
him feel immeasurably superior to any little difficulty which another
person might have felt in making the communication he was going to
make. He was really quite in a solemn good humour. Lord Ballindine’s
confusion was so flattering.
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