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On one occasion, being in want of a footman, he received a letter from a person signing himself Diggory Deathshead, and lost no time in securing this acquisition; but on Diggory's arrival, Mr Glowry was horror-struck by the sight of a round ruddy face, and a pair of laughing eyes.
The flight of Marionetta, and the pursuit of Scythrop, had been witnessed by Mr Glowry, who, in consequence, narrowly observed his son and his niece in the evening; and, concluding from their manner, that there was a better understanding between them than he wished to see, he determined on obtaining the next morning from Scythrop a full and satisfactory explanation.
'Mr Glowry, said Mr Hilary, 'I do not very well understand all this. 'Whims, brother Hilary, said Mr Glowry; 'some little foolish love quarrel, nothing more. Whims, freaks, April showers. They will be blown over by to-morrow. 'If not, said Mr Hilary, 'these April showers have made us April fools.
'I do, from my soul. 'Now that is very provoking, Scythrop, and very disappointing: I could not have supposed that you, Scythrop Glowry, of Nightmare Abbey, would have been infatuated with such a dancing, laughing, singing, thoughtless, careless, merry-hearted thing, as Marionetta in all respects the reverse of you and me. It is very disappointing, Scythrop.
Mr Glowry maintained that the valet was of French extraction, and that his name was Squelette. His grooms were Mattocks and Graves.
He used to add that by and by he would be cast down, and a high and happy order of things succeed; but he never omitted the saving clause, 'Not in our time'; which last words were always echoed in doleful response by the sympathetic Mr Glowry.
'The devil is come among you, said Mr Toobad, 'how came my daughter here? 'Your daughter! exclaimed Mr Glowry. 'Your daughter! exclaimed Scythrop, and Mr and Mrs Hilary. 'Yes, said Mr Toobad, 'my daughter Celinda. Marionetta opened her eyes and fixed them on Celinda; Celinda in return fixed hers on Marionetta. They were at remote points of the apartment.
The other, from Marionetta, wished him much happiness with Miss Toobad, and finished with: "I shall always be happy to see you in Berkely Square, when, to the unalterable designation of your affectionate cousin, I shall subjoin the signature of Scythrop tore both the letters to atoms, and railed in good, set terms against the fickleness of women. "Calm yourself, my dear Scythrop," said Mr. Glowry.
The profligate! 'Really, madam, said Mr Glowry, 'I do not know what he is going to do, or what I am going to do, or what any one is going to do; for all this is incomprehensible. 'I can explain it all, said Scythrop, 'in a most satisfactory manner, if you will but have the goodness to leave us alone. 'Pray, sir, to which act of the tragedy of the Great Mogul does this incident belong?
Another occasional visitor, much more to Mr Glowry's taste, was Mr Flosky, a very lachrymose and morbid gentleman, of some note in the literary world, but in his own estimation of much more merit than name. The part of his character which recommended him to Mr Glowry, was his very fine sense of the grim and the tearful.
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