London (England) -- Social life and customs -- 19th century -- Fiction
“There have been times, surely, when you have complimented me on my
knowledge.”
“Oh, I mean more about the lower classes!” the Princess exclaimed; and,
oddly enough, there was a sense in which Hyacinth was unable to deny
the allegation. He presently returned to something she had said a
moment before, declaring that it had not been the way with Madame
Grandoni and him to take to their heels, and to this she replied, “Oh,
you’ll run away yet; don’t be afraid!”
“I think that if I had been capable of quitting you I should have done
it by this time; I have neglected such opportunities,” the old lady
sighed. Hyacinth now perceived that her eye had quite lost its ancient
twinkle; she was troubled about many things.
“It is true that if you didn’t leave me when I was rich, it wouldn’t
look well for you to leave me at present,” the Princess suggested; and
before Madame Grandoni could reply to this speech she said to Hyacinth,
“I liked the man, your friend Muniment, so much for saying he wouldn’t
come to see me. ‘What good would it do him,’ poor fellow? What good
would it do him, indeed? You were not so difficult: you held off a
little and pleaded obstacles, but one could see you would come down,”
she continued, covering her guest with her mystifying smile. “Besides,
I was smarter then, more splendid; I had on gewgaws and suggested
worldly lures. I must have been more attractive. But I liked him for
refusing,” she repeated; and of the many words she uttered that evening
it was these that made most impression on Hyacinth. He remained for an
hour after tea, for on rising from the table she had gone to the piano
(she had not deprived herself of this resource, and had a humble
instrument, of the so-called ‘cottage’ kind) and begun to play in a
manner that reminded him of her playing the day of his arrival at
Medley. The night had grown close, and as the piano was in the front
room he opened, at her request, the window that looked into Madeira
Crescent. Beneath it assembled the youth of both sexes, the dingy
loiterers who had clustered an hour before around the hurdy-gurdy. But
on this occasion they did not caper about; they remained still, leaning
against the area-rails and listening to the wondrous music. When
Hyacinth told the Princess of the spell she had thrown upon them she
declared that it made her singularly happy; she added that she was
really glad, almost proud, of her day; she felt as if she had begun to
do something for the people. Just before he took leave she encountered
some occasion for saying to him that she was certain the man in Audley
Court wouldn’t come; and Hyacinth forbore contradict her, because he
believed that in fact he wouldn’t.
XXXIV
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