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Miss Montenero looked uneasy, and her father perceiving this, checked himself again, and, changing his tone, added, "But with all its dangers and errors, enthusiasm, in either man or woman, is more amiable and respectable than selfishness. Enthusiasm is not the vice of the young men or women of the present day." "Certainly not," said Mowbray, who was now very attentive to every thing that passed.
But few of Murillo's paintings had at this time found their way out of Spain; national and regal pride had preserved them with jealous care; but Mr. Montenero had inherited some of Murillo's master-pieces.
Montenero bowed his head courteously, removed his eyes from my face, and glanced for one moment at Miss Montenero with a look of regret, quickly succeeded by an expression in his countenance of calm and proud independence. He was sorry, he said, that he could not have the honour of seeing Mrs. Harrington the pleasure of presenting his daughter to her.
Whenever she saw Miss Montenero in public, her ladyship had, among her own set, a never-failing source of sarcasm and ridicule in the Spanish fashion of Miss Montenero's dress, especially her long veils veils were not then in fashion, and Lady Anne of course pronounced them to be hideous.
The affrighted counsellor fled from the house with the utmost precipitation, concluding that the man who was bold enough to destroy a saint, would have very little remorse in destroying a lawyer. "Happily for Cano, this story did not reach the ears of the Inquisition," said Mr. Montenero, "or he would have been burnt alive." Mr.
Montenero, by acting an increasing taste for his conversation, deference for his talents, and affection for his virtues. This certainly succeeded better with Berenice than any thing else his lordship had tried; but when he found it please, he overdid it a little. The exaggeration was immediately detected by Berenice: the heart easily detects flattery.
I move and I am sure of one honourable gentleman to second my motion I move that we all adjourn, forthwith, to Mr. Montenero's." "This evening, perhaps, Miss Montenero would allow us," said my mother. "This instant," said Mr. Montenero, "if you will do me the honour, Mrs. Harrington." "The carriage," said my mother, ringing. "The carriage, directly," cried my father to the servant as he entered.
Harrington," interposed my father, "you thought, to be sure, that Miss Montenero looked like a Christian. Yes, yes; and no doubt you had presentiments plenty." "Granted, granted, my dear; but don't let us say any more about them now." "Well, my boy! well, Harrington! not a word?" "No I am too happy! the delight I feel But, my dear Mr. Montenero," said I, "why why did not you tell all this sooner?
I was extremely anxious to prevail upon her to accompany me to see the Spanish pictures, and I therefore put off my visit for a day, when I found my mother had engaged herself to attend a party of fair encouragers of smugglers to a cheap French lace shop. I wrote an apology to Mr. Montenero, and Heaven knows how much it cost me.
I was heartily glad my father and mother were safe in the country. Mr. Montenero and Berenice were preparing to go to a villa in Surrey, which he had just purchased; but they apprehended no danger for themselves, as they were inoffensive strangers, totally unconnected with party or politics.
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