DIAMOND CUT DIAMOND. 37 therefore, upon a new game, for which his frankness of manner admirably adapted him. Just as he formed this resolution, Mrs. Templeton rose, and with a gentle bow, and soft, though languid smile, glided from the room. The two gentlemen resettled themselves, and Templeton pushed the bottle to Ferrers. 66 66 Help yourself, Lumley; your travels seem to have deprived you of your high spirits; you are pensive." Sir," said Ferrers, abruptly, "I wish to consult you." "Oh, young man, you have been guilty of some excess you have gambled-you have—” "I have done nothing, sir, that should make me less worthy your esteem. I repeat, I wish to consult you; I have outlived the hot days of my youth; I am alive to the claims of the world. I have talents, I believe, and I have application, I know. I wish to fill a position in the world that may redeem my past indolence and do credit to my family. Sir, I set your example before me, and I now ask your counsel with the determination to follow it." Templeton was startled; he half shaded his face with his hand, and gazed searchingly upon the high forehead and bold eyes of his nephew. "I believe you are sincere," said he, after a pause. "You may well believe so, sir." "Well, I will think of this. I like an honourable ambition-not too extravagant a one, that is sinful; but a respectable station in the world is a proper object of desire, and wealth is a blessing; because," added the rich man, taking another slice of the pineapple, "it enables us to be of use to our fellow-creatures!" "Sir, then," said Ferrers, with daring animation, "then I avow that my ambition is precisely of the kind you speak of. I am obscure, I desire to be reputably known; my fortune is mediocre, I desire it to be great. I ask you for nothing-I know your generous heart; but I wish independently to work out my own career!" "Lumley," said Templeton, "I never esteemed you so much as I do now. Listen to me; I will confide in you; I think the government are under obligations to me." "I know it," exclaimed Ferrers, whose eyes sparkled at the thought of a sinecure, for sinecures then existed! And," pursued the uncle, "I intend to ask them a favour in return." VOL. II.-D 38 "Oh, sir!" DIAMOND CUT DIAMOND. "Yes; I think, mark me, with management and address, I may-" "Well, my dear sir!" "Obtain a barony for myself and heirs. I trust I shall soon have a family." Had somebody given Lumley Ferrers a hearty cuff on the ear, he would have thought less of it than of this wind-up of his uncle's ambitious projects. His jaw fell, his eyes grew an inch larger, and he remained perfectly speechless. "Ay," pursued Mr. Templeton, "I have long dreamed of this; my character is spotless, my fortune great. I have ever exerted my parliamentary influence in favour of ministers; and in this commercial country no man has higher claims than Richard Templeton to the honours of a virtuous, loyal, and religious state. Yes, my boy, I like your ambition; you see I have some of it myself; and, since you are sincere in your wish to tread in my footsteps, I think I can obtain you a junior partnership in a highly respectable establishment. Let me see, your capital now is-" "Pardon me, sir,” interrupted Lumley, colouring with indignation, despite himself; "I honour commerce much, but my paternal relations are not such as would allow me to enter into trade. And, permit me to add," continued he, seizing with instant adroitness the new weakness presented to him-" permit me to add, that those relations, who have been ever kind to me, would, properly managed, be highly efficient in promoting your own views of advancement; for your sake I would not break with them. Lord Saxingham is still a minister-nay, he is in the cabinet." "Hem-Lumley-hem!" said Templeton, thoughtfully; we will consider-we will consider. Any more wine ?" 66 "No, I thank you, sir." "Then I'll just take my evening stroll, and think over matters. You can rejoin Mrs. Templeton. And, I say, Lumley, I read prayers at nine o'clock. Never forget your Maker, and he will not forget you. The barony will be an excellent thing, eh?-an English peerageyes-an English peerage! Very different from your beggarly countships abroad!" So saying, Mr. Templeton rang for his hat and cane, STUDIES OF MRS. TEMPLETON. 39 and stepped into the lawn from the window of the dining room. "The world's mine oyster, which I with sword will open,' ," muttered Ferrers; "I will mould this selfish old man to my purpose; for, since I have neither genius to write nor eloquence to declaim, I will at least see whether I have not cunning to plot and courage to act. Conduct-conduct-conduct-there lies my talent; and what is conduct but a steady walk from a design to its execution ?" With these thoughts Ferrers sought Mrs. Templeton. He opened the folding-doors very gently, for all his habitual movements were quick and noiseless, and perceived that Mrs. Templeton sat by the window, and that she seemed engrossed with a book which lay open on a little work-table before her. 66 'Fordyce's Advice to Young Married Women, I suppose. Sly jade! However, I must not have her against me. He approached; still Mrs. Templeton did not note him, nor was it till he stood facing her that he himself observed that her tears were falling fast over the page. He was a little embarrassed, and, turning towards the window, affected to cough, and then said, without looking at Mrs. Templeton, "I fear I have disturbed you." "No," answered the same low, stifled voice that had before replied to Lumley's vain attempts to provoke conversation-"it was a melancholy employment, and perhaps it is not right to indulge it." 66 May I inquire what author so affected you?" "It is but a volume of poems, and I am no judge of poetry; but it contains thoughts which-which-" Mrs. Templeton paused abruptly, and Lumley quietly took up the book. แ "Ah," said he, turning to the title-page-" my friend ought to be much flattered." "Your friend?" "Yes; this, I see, is by Ernest Maltravers, a very intimate ally of mine." "I should like to see him,” cried Mrs. Templeton, almost with animation; "I read but little; it was by chance that I met with one of his books, and they are as if I heard a dear friend speaking to me. Ah! I should like to see him!" . "I'm sure, madam!" said the voice of a third person, 40 THE SAINT UPON AUTHORS. in an austere and rebuking accent, "I do not see what good it would do your immortal soul to see a man who writes idle verses, which appear to me, indeed, highly immoral. I just looked into that volume this morning, and found nothing but trash-love-sonnets, and such stuff." Mrs. Templeton made no reply; and Lumley, in order to change the conversation, which seemed a little too matrimonial for his taste, said, rather awkwardly, "You are returned very soon, sir." 66 Yes, I don't like walking in the rain!" "Bless me, it rains, so it does-I had not observed-" "Are you wet, sir? had you not better-" began the wife, timidly. "No, ma'am, I'm not wet, I thank you. By-the-by, nephew, this new author is a friend of yours. I wonder a man of his family should condescend to turn author. He can come to no good. I hope you will drop his acquaintance; authors are very unprofitable associates, I'm sure. I trust I shall see no more of Mr. Maltravers's books in my house." "Nevertheless, he is well thought of, sir, and makes no mean figure in the world," said Lumley, stoutly; for he was by no means disposed to give up a friend who might be as useful to him as Mr. Templeton himself. 66 Figure or no figure, I have not had many dealings with authors in my day; and when I had I always repented it. Not sound, sir, not sound-all cracked somewhere. Mrs. Templeton, have the kindness to get the prayer-book; my hassock must be fresh stuffed, it gives me quite a pain in my knee. Lumley, will you ring the bell Your aunt is very melancholy. True religion is not gloomy; we will read a sermon on cheerfulness." "So, so," said Mr. Ferrers to himself, as he undressed that night—“I see that my uncle is a little displeased with my aunt's pensive face-a little jealous of her thinking of anything but himself. Tant mieux-I must work upon this discovery; it will not do for them to live too happily with each other. And what with that lever, and what with his ambitious projects, I think I see a way to push the good things of this world a few inches nearer to Lumley Ferrers." A DUKE AND AN HEIRESS. 41 CHAPTER III. "The pride, too, of her step, as lightm Loves of the Angels. "Can it be That these fine impulses, these lofty thoughts "Is she not too fair Even to think of maiden's sweetest care? Erinna. Ibid. It was two or three evenings after the date of the last chapter, and there was what the newspapers call a select party in one of the noblest mansions in London. A young lady, on whom all eyes were bent, and whose beauty might have served the painter for a model of a Semiramis or Zenobia, more majestic than became her years, and so classically faultless as to have something cold and statue-like in its haughty lineaments, was moving through the crowd that murmured applauses as she passed. This lady was Florence Lascelles, the daughter of Lumley's great relation, the Earl of Saxingham, and supposed to be the richest heiress in England. Lord Saxingham himself drew aside his daughter as she swept along. Florence," said he, in a whisper, "the Duke of **** is greatly struck with you-be civil to him—I am about to present him.” So saying, the earl turned to a small, dark, stiff-looking man, of about twenty-eight years of age, at his left, and introduced the Duke of **** to Lady Florence Lascelles. The duke was unmarried; it was an introduction between the greatest match and the wealthiest heiress in the peerage. 66 Lady Florence," said Lord Saxingham, "is as fond of horses as yourself, duke, though not quite so good a judge." |