There were many phases of this life in which Lord Sandilands enjoyed a
singular and an extensive popularity, many varieties of the social
scale in which his name was mentioned with respect, and not a few in
which he was regarded with far more than ordinary interest. In the
first place, he was a man well born and well bred, and did honour to
his position by his appearance, his manners, and the constant decorum
which pervaded and formed part of his life. City merchants, members of
parliament, who, having swept out their own counting-houses, of course
became rigidest Conservatives, when by those wonderful gradations
which are known to the reverent as "honest perseverance," and to the
irreverent as "lucky flukes," they rose to be heads of the firm, felt
immensely honoured by being permitted to play in the same rubber at
the Portland with the calm, quiet, self-possessed, bald-headed,
silver-fringed old nobleman, who was a model of courtesy throughout
the game, but who never missed a point or gave a chance. Young men
imbued with slang, as are the young men of the present day, dropped
the metaphor of the prize-ring, music-hall, and the _demi-monde_ villa
in the presence of the "high-dried old boy," of whose position there
could not be the smallest doubt, and who, on occasion, had shown that
he owned a tongue which could make itself felt "doosid unpleasantly,
don't you know!--kind of rough side of it, and all that sort of thing,
you know!" To women he was always scrupulously attentive, and was in
consequence in the greatest favour amongst them. The fact of his
wearing the willow for his old love, Lady Lucy Beecher, was _répandu_
from Belgrave- to Grosvenor-squares; and the story, which had won for
him such affectionate interest amongst those who were young at the
time when, as all supposed, he was jilted by the fair one, and bore
his jilting so manfully, yet lived amongst their descendants, and
caused Lord Sandilands to be regarded as "a sweet old thing," who had
suffered in Love's cause, by _débutantes_ who were unborn when John
Borlase first won Gertrude Gautier's childish heart.
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