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Updated: June 4, 2025
If you had eight thousand instead of eight hundred a year, Mr. Restall would think it an act of presumption on your part to aspire to his daughter's hand, unless you had a title to throw into the bargain. Look at it in the true light, my dear boy; and one of these days you will thank me for speaking plainly." Cosway promised to "look at it in the true light."
In the midst of all this fatiguing luxury, Maria Cosway lost her health and passed several years travelling in Europe. Returning to London, she was again prostrated by the death of her only daughter. She then went to Lodi, near Milan, where she founded a college for the education of girls. She spent much time in Lodi, and after the death of her husband established herself there permanently.
But it must be allowed that Cosway suited his customers, and, moreover, in the main satisfied the art-demands of his period. However stern critics might censure, or rival painters scoff, his success was assured. And in artistic facility and accuracy of drawing, when he cared to be particular in that respect, he could hardly be said to be behind his contemporaries.
Cosway's past life, in which some beloved object unknown must have played a chief part. As a matter of course, the influence of the sex was tried, under every indirect and delicate form of approach, to induce Mr. Cosway to open his heart, and tell the tale of his sorrows. With perfect courtesy, he baffled curiosity, and kept his supposed secret to himself.
The accident had happened on the Thames; and the newspaper narrative proved to be accurate in every respect. Stone personally attended the inquest. From a natural feeling of delicacy toward Adela, Cosway hesitated to write to her on the subject. The ever-helpful Stone wrote in his place. After some delay, the answer was received. She had not died intestate, like her brother.
'You know all you have uttered to be lies; I can prove it. For this very morning, after Pitt had been with you he called upon me and said, "I know Cosway will mention my visit to him at your dinner to-day, but don't believe a word he says, for he'll tell you nothing but lies." This unlooked-for counter-statement took Cosway by surprise, and left him without a reply.
Had their correspondence been discovered? He opened the letter in the street; and read, with amazement, these lines: "Dear Mr. Cosway, my heart sympathizes with two faithful lovers, in spite of my age and my duty. I inclose an invitation to the party tomorrow. Pray don't betray me, and don't pay too marked attention to Adela. Discretion is easy. There will be twelve hundred guests.
"For God's sake take our watches and jewelry, and our luggage and let us go." "I am not a pawnbroker," said the inflexible lady. "You must either pay your lawful debt to me in honest money, or " She paused and looked at Cosway. Her fat face brightened she smiled graciously for the first time. Cosway stared at her in unconcealed perplexity. He helplessly repeated her last words.
"Excuse my entering into conversation," he persisted. "I feel like a stranger here. There are so many people whom I don't know." The stout gentleman suddenly burst into speech. Cosway had touched a sympathetic fiber at last. "There are a good many people here whom I don't know," he said, gruffly. "You are one of them. What's your name?" "My name is Cosway, sir. What's yours?"
We have our riding-horses, and our carriage, and the best box at the theater, and such cigars as London itself could not produce. I call that making the most of life. Try the new bottle. Glorious drink, isn't it? Why doesn't my father have champagne at the family dinner-table?" "Is your father a rich man, Cosway?" "I should say not.
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