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One evening he began to talk of Sir Charles Grandison and Clementina he blamed Sir Charles Grandison; he declared, that for his part there was nothing he would not sacrifice to a woman he loved. I looked at Miss Montenero at that instant our eyes met she blushed deeply withdrew her eyes from me and sighed. During the remainder of the evening, she scarcely spoke to me, or looked toward me.
Montenero pressed me in his arms, with the affection of a parent. "Heyday! heyday!" said my father, in a tone between pleasure and anger, "do you at all know what you are about, Harrington? remember!" "Oh! Mr. Montenero," said my mother, "speak, for Heaven's sake, and tell me that you are perfectly convinced that there was no shadow of truth." "Nonsense! my dear, I beg your pardon, Mrs.
The father answered with a sigh, "that, however, cannot be called a virtue, which incapacitates from the exercise of independent virtue, and which, as you find, not only depresses genius, but may extinguish life itself." Mr. Montenero then turned to me, and with composure went on speaking of the pictures.
Alderman Coates, and myself, will be particularly glad of the honour of seeing you tomorrow, or any time; and moreover, sir, the young lady," added she, with a shrewd, and to me offensive smile, "the young lady no doubt's well worth inquiring after a great heiress, as the saying is, as rich as a Jew she'll be, Miss Montenero." "Miss Montenero!" repeated Lord Mowbray and I, in the same instant.
Montenero, who had stayed behind us a few minutes, came up just as I was, with much emphasis and gesticulation, "Waving the torch of Hell." I am sure I must have been a most ridiculous figure. I saw Mowbray on the brink of laughter; but Mr. Montenero looked so grave, that he fixed all my attention. I suddenly stopped.
Montenero, "I acknowledge that to be the gun which was wrested from my hands by the sailor; and I acknowledge that I attempted with that gun to defend my family and my house from immediate violence; I am, however," continued he, "happy to have escaped having injured any person, even in the most justifiable cause, for the piece did not go off, it only flashed in the pan."
"Then why did you purchase it?" was the question, which involuntarily recurred to Mowbray and to me; but we were both silent, and stood with our eyes fixed upon the picture. "Gentlemen, if you will do me the honour to dine with me to-morrow," said Mr. Montenero, "you shall know the purpose for which I bought this picture."
Notwithstanding their prejudice against the Jews, and their rage against a Jew who had harboured, as they conceived, two concealed papists and a priest, yet the moment an attempt to bear false witness against Mr. Montenero appeared, the people took his part. In England the mob is always in favour of truth and innocence, wherever these are made clearly evident to their senses.
To our great disappointment the servant told us that neither Mr. nor Miss Montenero was at home. But orders had been left with a young man of his to attend me and my company. At this moment I heard a well-known voice on the stairs, and Jacob, poor Jacob, appeared: joy flashed in his face at the sight of me; he flew down stairs, and across the hall, exclaiming, "It is it is my own good Mr.
The picture itself, loaded now with jewellery, is apparently a work of the thirteenth century; but it is said to have been miraculously brought hither from Negroponte. It was found at Ardenza close by, by a shepherd, who carried it to Montenero, where, as I suppose, he lived; but just before he won the top of the hill it grew so heavy he had to set it down.
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