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Updated: June 29, 2025
You will have many admirers instead of one; but I think, I believe, that you will be true to me and to yourself. 'You need not fear, grandmother. I have been an idiot; but but it was only a passing folly, and I shall never be so weak again. Lesbia's scornful lips and kindling eyes gave intensity to her speech.
I was so dazzled by Lesbia's beauty, so charmed by her accomplishments and girlish graces, that I forgot to take notice of anything else in the world. If I thought of you at all it was as another Maulevrier a younger Maulevrier in petticoats, very gay, and good-humoured, and nice. 'But when you saw me rushing about with the terriers I must have seemed utterly horrid.
His Phyllyp Sparrowe is a sportive, pretty, fantastic elegy on the death of a pet bird belonging to Mistress Joanna Scroupe, of Carowe, and has been compared to the Latin poet Catullus's elegy on Lesbia's sparrow.
'I do not think Lesbia's frocks and your habits will agree, but you can have some pretty morning gowns if you like; and the order had been given for a confection in muslin and lace for Lady Mary. Mary came down to breakfast one bright June morning, in the new frock, feeling very proud of herself, and looking very pretty. 'Fine feathers make fine birds, said Fräulein Müller.
This was Lesbia's letter: 'Dear Mr. Hammond, Lady Maulevrier desires me to say that the proposal which you honoured me by making this morning is one which I cannot possibly accept, and that any idea of an engagement between you and me could result only in misery and humiliation to both.
At Rood Hall there were ideal stables and farm, hot-houses without number, rose gardens, lawns, the river, and a deer park. So the invitation was accepted, and Mr. Smithson immediately laid himself at Lesbia's feet, as it were, with regard to all other invitations for the Henley festival. Whom should he ask to meet her? whom would she have?
'We're none of us in it compared with them, said a young naval commander to his partner, whereupon the young lady looked somewhat sourly, and replied that Lady Lesbia's features were undeniably regular and her complexion good, but that she was wanting in soul. 'Is she? asked the sailor, incredulously, 'Look at her now. What do you call that, if it isn't soul?
Of course Lesbia's grandfather had been a great man Governor of Madras; altogether an important and celebrated person and Lady Kirkbank had meant nothing, could have meant nothing to his disparagement.
But Lady Kirkbank had put the question in a new light when she said that Smithson would be offered a peerage. Smithson the peer would be altogether a different person from Smithson the commoner. But was Lady Kirkbank sure of her facts, or truthful in her statement? Lesbia's experience of her chaperon's somewhat loose notions of truth and exactitude made her doubtful upon this point.
Thus it happened, to Lesbia's intense disgust, that her début was deferred till the verge of her twentieth birthday. It would never do, Lady Maulevrier told herself, for the edge to be taken off the effect which Lesbia's beauty was to make on society during Lord Hartfield's absence.
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