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Updated: June 20, 2025
On the hall table at Esslemont, a letter from his bankers informed the earl of a considerable sum of money paid in to his account in the name of Lord Brailstone. Chumley Potts, hanging at him like a dog without a master since the death of his friend Ambrose, had journeyed down: 'Anxious about you, he said.
The unsuspecting fellow, soon to be despatched in the suite of Brailstone, bore away an unwontedly affectionate dismissal to his bed, and spoke some rather squeamish words himself, as he recollected with disgust when he ran about over London repeating his executioner's.
And first I am going to describe to you the young Earl of Fleetwood, son of the strange Welsh lady, the richest nobleman of his time, and how he persued and shunned the lady who had fascinated him, Henrietta, the daughter of Commodore Baldwin Fakenham; and how he met Carinthia Jane; and concerning that lovely Henrietta and Chillon Kirby-Levellier; and of the young poet of ordinary parentage, and the giant Captain Abrane, and Livia the widowed Countess of Fleetwood, Henrietta's cousin, daughter of Curtis Fakenham; and numbers of others; Lord Levellier, Lord Brailstone, Lord Simon Pitscrew, Chumley Potts, young Ambrose Mallard; and the English pugilist, such a man of honour though he drank; and the adventures of Madge, Carinthia Jane's maid.
'A pretty manner. He will speak his compliments in his English. 'You are seasoned to endure them in all languages. Pity another of your wounded: Brailstone has been hard hit at the tables. 'I cannot pity gamblers. May I venture? half a word? 'Tomes! But just a little compassion for the devoted. He wouldn't play so madly if, well, say a tenth dilution of the rapt hearing Columelli gets.
None moved her; none could come near to touching the happy insensibility of a wife who adored her husband, wrote to him daily, thought of him by the minute. Her former worshippers were numerous at Livia's receptions; Lord Fleetwood, Lord Brailstone, and the rest. Odd to reflect on they were the insubstantial but coveted wealth of the woman fallen upon poverty, ignoble poverty!
I remember Lord Fleetwood looking over his shoulder and smiling hard and lashing his horses. But listen yes, at Calesford it happened. He oh, hear the name, then; Chillon must never hear it; Lord Brailstone was denied the right to step on Lord Fleetwood's grounds. The Opera company had finished selections from my Pirata. I went out for cool air; little Sir Meeson beside me.
'How about Lord Brailstone's man? 'Female partner in a quadrille, sir. 'Ah! Potts doated on his limbs with a butcher's eye for prize joints. 'Cock-sure has crowed low by sunset, Mallard observed. Fleetwood offered him to take his bets. 'You're heavy on it with Brailstone? said Mallard. 'Three thousand. 'I'd back you for your luck blindfold.
I had a folded gauze veil over my head, tied at the chin in a bow. Some one ran up to me Lord Brailstone. He poured forth their poetry. They suppose it the wine for their "beautiful woman." I dare say I laughed or told him to go, and he began a tirade against Lord Fleetwood. There's no mighty difference between one beast of prey and another. Let me get away from them all!
Others would follow; this one must be the first to go. Levellier's neighbourhood, and also precluded the chance of his meeting the fair lady at Calesford. With the brevity equivalent to the flick of a glove on the cheek, Lord Brailstone was given to understand by Lord Fleetwood that relations were at an end between them.
She was beautiful, she was tempting, and probably the weakest of players in the ancient game of two; and clearly she was not disposed to the outlaw game; was only a creature of ardour. That he could see, seeing the misinterpretation a fellow like Brailstone would put upon a temporary flush of the feminine, and the advantage he would take of it, perhaps not unsuccessfully the dog!
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