“There 's a rule in this establishment, Mr. Dempsey,” said Mr. Dunlop,
with all the gravity of a judge delivering a charge,--“a rule devised
to protect the purity, the innocence,”--here the ladies held down their
heads,--“the beauty--”
“Yes, sir, and I will add, the helplessness of that sex--”
“Paul 's right, by Jove!” hiccuped Jack Leonard, whose faculties, far
immersed in the effects of strong whiskey-and-water, suddenly flashed
out into momentary intelligence,--“I say he's right! Who says the
reverse?”
“Oh, Captain Leonard! oh dear, Mr. Dunlop!” screamed three or four
female voices in concert, “don't let it proceed further.”
A faint and an anxious group were gathered around the little gentleman,
whose warlike indications grew stronger as pacific entreaties increased.
“He shall explain his words,” said he, with a cautious glance to see
that his observation was not overheard; then, seeing that his adversary
had relapsed into oblivion, he added, “he shall withdraw them;” and
finally, emboldened by success, he vociferated, “or' he shall eat them.
I 'll teach him,” said the now triumphant victor, “that it is not in
Mark Dunlop's presence ladies are to be insulted with impunity. Let the
attempt be made by whom it will,--he may be a lieutenant on half pay or
on full pay!--I tell him, I don't care a rush.”
“Of course not!” “Why would you?” and so on, were uttered in ready
chorus around him; and he resumed,--
“And as for this Gwynne, or Quin, who lives up at 'The Corvy' yonder,
for all the airs he gives himself, and his fine ladies too, my simple
belief is he 's a Government spy!”
“Is that your opinion, sir?” said a deep and almost solemn voice; and at
the same instant Miss Daly appeared at the open window. She leaned her
arm on the sill, and calmly stared at the now terrified speaker, while
she repeated the words, “Is that your opinion, sir?”
Before the surprise her words had excited subsided, she stood at the
door of the apartment. She was dressed in her riding-habit, for she had
that moment returned from an excursion along the coast.
“Mr. Dunlop,” said the lady, advancing towards him, “I never play the
eavesdropper; but you spoke so loud, doubtless purposely, that nothing
short of deafness could escape hearing you. You were pleased to express
a belief respecting the position of a gentleman with whom I have the
honor to claim some friendship.”
“I always hold myself ready, madam, to render an account to any
individual of whom I express an opinion,--to himself, personally, I
mean.”
“Of course you do, sir. It is a very laudable habit,” said she, dryly;
“but in this case--don't interrupt me--in the present case it cannot
apply, because the person traduced is absent. Yes, sir, I said
traduced.”
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