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Ah, a lovely but rare virtue; perceptibly developed, however, in the manners of my friend Gertrude, which I hesitate not to affirm would well become a princess." Belle curled her lip, and smiled disdainfully. "Lieutenant Osborne," said she, "don't you think Miss Devereux has beautiful manners?"
And the luncheon-table in the dining-room could not possibly hold more. 'We three will sit in the library, anywhere, said Cecilia. So they sat and lunched in the library, where Mrs. Devereux served unconsciously for an excellent ally to Cecilia in chatting to Beauchamp, principally of the writings of Mr. Lydiard.
Count Devereux, strike me to the core: I will /not/ betray Bertrand Collinot!" "Mysterious heart of man!" I exclaimed inly, as I gazed upon the low brow, the malignant eye, the crafty lip of this wretch, who still retained one generous and noble sentiment at the bottom of so base a breast. But if it sprang there, it only sprang to wither!
Yet, Devereux," and here Bolingbroke's voice and manner changed, "yet it is not at these tricks of fate that a wise man will repine. We do right to cultivate honours; they are sources of gratification to ourselves: they are more; they are incentives to the conduct which works benefits to others; but we do wrong to afflict ourselves at their loss.
"Would you believe it, Miss Devereux, that she thought I cared more for my books than for her? As though anything could give me consolation without her!" Then Lady Ardaragh cried out that they were a pair of egotists and pulled me down to kiss her, saying that she wished me joy, for every one knew by this time that Anthony Cardew was my lover and was coming home to me.
Cecil Devereux, who is as poor, they say, as a Connaughtman and he's forbid to think of her, and she's forbid, under pain of bread and water, ever to set her eyes upon him the longest day ever she lives; so the horses and coaches are ordered, and they are all to be off with the first light for Dublin: and that's all, my lard; and all truth, not a word of lies I'm telling."
Captain Richard Devereux read this simple little record through, and then he said: 'Oh, Sir, may I have it isn't it mine?
But in retirement he was no longer the same person; and I do not think that the elements of human nature could have furnished forth a more amiable character than Sir William Devereux presiding at Christmas over the merriment of his great hall.
'Yes, hard-hearted, unrelenting Pharisee. The torrent roared on, and the wind was up; it was night and storm with poor Devereux. 'You who pray every day oh damnable hypocrisy lead us not into temptation you neither care nor ask to what courses your pride and obstinacy are driving me your fellow-creature.
So now the doctor looked down upon the table-cloth, for Devereux's breakfast china and silver were still upon the table, and he marshalled some crumbs he found there, sadly, with his finger, in a row first, and then in a circle, and then, goodness knows how; and he sighed profoundly over his work. Devereux was in his mood. He was proud he had no notion of apologising.
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