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Updated: September 29, 2025
Attendance upon her grandmother at afternoon tea had been one of Lesbia's particular duties; but Mary felt that she was an unwelcome substitute for Lesbia. She wanted to get a little nearer her grandmother's heart if she could; but she knew that her attentions were endured rather than liked.
This passage in Lesbia's letter affected Lady Maulevrier as if a scorpion had wriggled from underneath the sheet of paper. She folded the letter, and laid it in the satin-lined box on her table, with a deep sigh. 'Yes, she is in the world now, and she will ask questions. I have never warned her against pronouncing her grandfather's name.
This was Lady Lesbia's chosen retreat on summer mornings, and a favourite place for afternoon tea. Mr. Hammond followed the two ladies to their bower. 'This is to be my last morning, he said, looking at Lesbia. 'Will you think me a great bore if I spend it with you? 'We shall think it very nice of you, answered Lesbia, without a vestige of emotion; 'especially if you will read to us.
And now Lesbia's campaign began in real earnest a life of pleasure, a life of utter selfishness and self-indulgence, which would go far to pervert the strongest mind, tarnish the purest nature. To dress and be admired that was what Lesbia's life meant from morning till night. She had no higher or nobler aim.
But now that John Hammond so obviously admired Lesbia's delicate raiment, poor Mary began to think her woollen gowns odious. After breakfast Mary and Maulevrier went straight off to the kennels. His lordship had numerous instructions to give on this last day, and his lieutenant had to receive and register his orders.
We were to live together, yes, that was always the dream; even when Lesbia's fair face came between us, he would not hear of any difference. I was to live with him and Lesbia, Lesbia was rich, and, though Charlie had little, they were to marry soon. I was to form a part of that luxurious household, but my time was to be my own, and I was to devote it to the sick poor of Rutherford.
Three or four easy chairs stood about near the broad, old-fashioned fireplace, which had been improved with a modern-antique brass grate and a blue and white tiled hearth. 'There isn't a room in my house that looks half as comfortable as this den of yours, George, said Mr. Smithson, as he seated himself by Lesbia's side at the card table. They had agreed to be partners.
But in the earlier poems to Lesbia all this turns to air and fire; the intensity of his love melts its grosser elements into one white flame. There is hardly even a word of Lesbia's bodily beauty; her great blazing eyes have only come down to us in the sarcastic allusions made to them by Cicero in his speeches and letters.
The note of his earliest comic style was often a boyish or a birdlike wantonness, very capable of such liberties and levities as those of Lesbia's sparrow with the lip or bosom of his mistress; as notably in the parts of Boyet and Mercutio: and indeed there is a bright vein of mere wordy wilfulness running throughout the golden youth of the two plays which connects Love's Labour's Lost with Romeo and Juliet as by a thread of floss silk not always "most excellently ravelled," nor often unspotted or unentangled.
For the clever little dressmaker had a feeling heart for a lady in difficulties, and was in the habit of lending money on good security, and on terms that were almost reasonable as compared with the usurious rates one reads of in the newspapers. Lesbia's first sensation upon having this accomplished person presented to her was one of shrinking and disgust.
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