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All the servants in deep mourning made a melancholy appearance, and I found it very difficult to sit out the dinner. But as I have dined below since there has been only Mrs. Sheridan and Miss Linley here, I would not suffer a circumstance, to which I must accustom myself, to break in on their comfort." These children, to whom Mrs.
Herbert Linley. Of the friends and neighbors who had associated with Herbert Linley, in bygone days, not more than two or three kept up their intimacy with him at the later time of his disgrace. Those few, it is needless to say, were men.
Presty interfered again. "Don't listen to her, Herbert. Keep out of harm's way, and you keep right." She patted him on the shoulder, as if she had been giving good advice to a boy. He expressed his sense of his mother-in-law's friendly offices in language which astonished her. "Hold your tongue!" "Do you hear that?" Mrs. Presty asked, appealing indignantly to her daughter. Linley took his hat.
With that dreary conclusion the retiring visitor descended the hotel steps, and went his way along the street. Linley returned to the newspaper which he had been reading when his friend was shown into the room. Line by line he followed the progress of the law report, which informed its thousands of readers that his wife had divorced him, and had taken lawful possession of his child.
This woman went to church every Sunday, and kept a New Testament, bound in excellent taste, on her toilet-table! The occasion suggested reflection on the system which produces average Christians at the present time. Nothing more was said by Mrs. Presty; Mrs. Linley remained absorbed in her own bitter thoughts.
"My servant attends visitors, when they leave me." A faint smell of soap made itself felt in the room; the maid appeared, wiping her smoking arms on her apron. "Door. I wish you good-morning" were the last words of Miss Wigger. Leaving the house, Linley slipped a bribe into the servant's hand. "I am going to write to Miss Westerfield," he said. "Will you see that she gets my letter?"
"My daughter's married life is a wreck," she burst out, pointing theatrically to the door by which Linley and Sydney Westerfield had retired. "And Catherine has the vile creature whom your brother picked up in London to thank for it! Now do you understand me?" "Less than ever," Randal answered "unless you have taken leave of your senses." Mrs. Presty recovered the command of her temper.
Am I wrong in assuming that, on this occasion at least, you will agree with Mrs. Presty? First Objection: Nobody has ever done such a thing before. Second Objection: Penitent or not penitent, Mr. Herbert Linley doesn't deserve it. Third Objection: No respectable person will visit them.
On the opposite leaf of this letter is written, in Mrs. S.'s handwriting, "Dearest Father, I shall have no spirits or hopes of the opera, unless we see you. In answer to these pressing demands, Mr. Linley, as appears by the following letter, signified his intention of being in town as soon as the music should be put in rehearsal.
There is an air of romance over the whole course of Sheridan's attachment to Miss Linley.
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