“One night he was engaged to attend a lady and her daughter from
their home to the play, and back again after the performance. This
woman was the widow of an Italian nobleman, Bowenni by name, who was
driven from his home for political reasons. He died in London leaving
the widow and daughter with an income which by prudent management
was amply sufficient for their needs. The daughter was twenty-four
years old at the time I have mentioned, a girl of most rare education
and refinement. Like all Italians she was a born linguist, and spoke
French, German, Greek and Latin with fluency. Her father was a scholar,
and for years he was the tutor and the only playmate of this daughter.
Together they studied Homer and Plato (the wonders of Greece were just
then for the first time being opened up in England), and the beauties
of the French Moralists they dissected day by day with ever increasing
delight; for the girl had that fine glad recipiency for the trinity of
truth, beauty and goodness, each of which comprehends the other. Her
father took good care that only the best of mental nourishment should
be hers. In their exile they had traveled through Egypt, spent months
in Denmark, Spain and Portugal, knew Rome, Venice and the Mediterranean
by heart, and wherever they went, the father secured the best books
of the place--for you must remember that in those days the books of an
author very seldom went out of his own country, certainly were never
offered for sale in other countries, and the works of French dramatists
were almost unknown in England.
“After our youth had left the mother and daughter at the door of their
dwelling, and they had entered, the daughter asked: ‘My mother, didst
thou notice the respectful attitude of the young man whom we engaged to
attend us?--how alert he was to see that no accident did befall us? Yet
he spoke no word, nor forced on us attention, but only seemed intent on
his duty doing.’
“‘Yes,’ said the mother, ‘a youth of goodly parts and fair to view
withal; not large in stature, but strong. He does not bear himself
pompously, and bend back as other servants do; but the manly chest--it
leads, and methinks the crown is in its proper place. We will him
engage again, for honest work well done shall ever bring its own
reward.’
“But I must hasten on, and not spend time with mere detail. Suffice it
to say, that the young man was hired to attend the noble lady and the
daughter to the theatre each Thursday night, and that after four weeks
the daughter suggested that as the young man was so gentlemanly in his
bearing, so modest, and of such comely features, that there would be no
harm for him to attend them as their friend and escort. ‘No one need
know,’ she naïvely said, and after much misgiving on the mother’s part
the plan was suggested to the young man, who only bowed with uncovered
head and said, ‘Madame, I am your hired servant, and therefore at your
service to do all that you may command, which cannot be but right.’
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