Capitalists and financiers -- Fiction; Commercial crimes -- Fiction; London (England) -- Fiction; Mate selection -- Fiction; Satire
Foolish old darling! What did he mean by making such an ass of
himself? This was worse even than the kiss, as being more troublesome
and less easily pushed on one side and forgotten. It may serve to
explain the condition of Lady Carbury's mind at the time if it be
stated that she did not even at this moment suppose that the editor
of the "Morning Breakfast Table" intended to make her an offer of
marriage. She knew, or thought she knew, that middle-aged men are
fond of prating about love, and getting up sensational scenes. The
falseness of the thing, and the injury which may come of it, did
not shock her at all. Had she known that the editor professed to
be in love with some lady in the next street, she would have been
quite ready to enlist the lady in the next street among her friends
that she might thus strengthen her own influence with Mr. Broune.
For herself such make-belief of an improper passion would be
inconvenient, and therefore to be avoided. But that any man, placed
as Mr. Broune was in the world,--blessed with power, with a large
income, with influence throughout all the world around him, courted,
fêted, feared and almost worshipped,--that he should desire to
share her fortunes, her misfortunes, her struggles, her poverty and
her obscurity, was not within the scope of her imagination. There
was a homage in it, of which she did not believe any man to be
capable,--and which to her would be the more wonderful as being paid
to herself. She thought so badly of men and women generally, and of
Mr. Broune and herself as a man and a woman individually, that she
was unable to conceive the possibility of such a sacrifice. "Mr.
Broune," she said, "I did not think that you would take advantage of
the confidence I have placed in you to annoy me in this way."
"To annoy you, Lady Carbury! The phrase at any rate is singular.
After much thought I have determined to ask you to be my wife. That
I should be--annoyed, and more than annoyed by your refusal, is a
matter of course. That I ought to expect such annoyance is perhaps
too true. But you can extricate yourself from the dilemma only too
easily."
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