The Smuggler: A Tale. Volumes I-IIIJames, G. P. R. (George Payne Rainsford)
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The Smuggler: A Tale. Volumes I-III
James, G. P. R. (George Payne Rainsford)
England -- Social life and customs -- 18th century -- Fiction; Kent (England) -- Fiction; Smugglers -- Fiction
Their conversation was not long, however; for by the time that the
young gentleman and lady had exchanged a few sentences, and Mr.
Croyland had finished his discussion with his sister, the name of Mr.
Radford was announced; and Sir Edward Digby turned quickly round to
examine the appearance of the new comer. As he did so, however, his
eye fell for a moment upon the countenance of Edith Croyland, and he
thought he remarked an expression of anxiety not unmingled with pain,
till the door closed after admitting a single figure, when a look of
relief brightened her face, and she gave a glance across the room to
her sister. The younger girl instantly rose; and while her father was
busy receiving Mr. Radford with somewhat profuse attention, she
gracefully crossed the room, and seating herself by Edith, laid her
hand upon her sister's, whispering something to her with a kindly
look.
Sir Edward Digby marked it all, and liked it; for there is something
in the bottom of man's heart which has always a sympathy with
affection; but he, nevertheless, did not fail to take a complete
survey of the personage who entered, and whom I must now present to
the reader, somewhat more distinctly than I could do by the moonlight.
Mr. Richard Radford was a tall, thin, but large-boned man, with dark
eyes and overhanging shaggy brows, a hook nose, considerably depressed
towards the point, a mouth somewhat wide, and teeth very fine for his
age, though somewhat straggling and sharklike. His hair was very
thick, and apparently coarse; his arms long and powerful; and his
legs, notwithstanding the meagreness of his body, furnished with very
respectable calves. On the whole, he was a striking but not a
prepossessing person; and there was a look of keenness and cupidity,
we might almost say voracity, in his eye, with a bend in the brow,
which would have given the observer an idea of great quickness of
intellect and decision of character, if it had not been for a certain
degree of weakness about the partly opened mouth, which seemed to be
in opposition to the latter characteristic. He was dressed in the
height of the mode, with large buckles in his shoes and smaller ones
at his knees, a light dress-sword hanging not ungracefully by his
side, and a profusion of lace and embroidery about his apparel.
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