The lady's mile : $b a novelBraddon, M. E. (Mary Elizabeth)
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The lady's mile : $b a novel
Braddon, M. E. (Mary Elizabeth)
English fiction -- 19th century
Mr. O'Boyneville was rich, and was known to be rich; and on those rare
occasions when he did appear in society he found himself received
with extreme courtesy by some members of the gentler sex. There were
mothers with unmarried daughters of five-and-thirty who would have
been quite willing to cultivate Mr. O'Boyneville's acquaintance; but
the Irish luminary appeared only to vanish; and the fair damsels of
five-and-thirty who were so inclined to be interested in his triumphs,
and so ready to talk of his last great success, had little opportunity
of impressing him with their intellectual graces or charming him by
their amiability.
For twenty years from the day in which he had come from the banks of
the Shannon to drop friendless into the wilderness of London, with only
one letter of introduction and one five-pound note in his pocket, until
to-day, when his name was a synonym for daring and success, he had gone
scatheless. Cupid's fatal shadow rarely darkens the sombre thresholds
of the Temple, nor does the god care to penetrate those courts of law
where his name has so often been taken in vain by mercenary damsels
seeking golden ointments for the wounds inflicted by his arrows.
Pretty witnesses had stepped into the box believing their charms
invincible, and had retired weeping after a verbal contest with the
great O'Boyneville, as some tender fawn may fly, mauled and torn by the
mighty boar of the forest. Grecian noses and timid blue eyes, blooming
cheeks rendered more blooming by the coquettish adjustment of a spotted
veil, might exercise a charm of potent power in other regions; but they
availed nothing when Laurence O'Boyneville rose to cross-examine the
witnesses of his opponent.
"Put up your veil, Ma'am, and let us see your face, if you please,"
he said at starting. And then came the torture,--the searching tone
of voice, that seemed to imply an occult knowledge; the see-sawing
of trivial facts, which seemed to transform the moral standpoint of
the witness into a shifting quicksand of uncertainty; the frivolous
questions beside the subject, that seemed so foolish and unmeaning,
till all in a moment they wove themselves into a fatal web in which
the witness was inextricably entangled. In such ordeals Beauty
appealed vainly to the merciless advocate; and, having derived his
chief knowledge of the fair sex from witnesses in _nisi prius_,
breach-of-promise, and divorce cases, it may be that Mr. O'Boyneville's
estimate of womankind was scarcely an elevated one.
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