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I was walking between Lady Emily B and Miss Montenero, and two or three times, as we went round the room, we met Lady Anne Mowbray and her party, and every time we passed, I observed scornful glances at the veil.
Israel Lyons' letter of introduction to Mr. Montenero, and had thrown it into the fire. I was very much provoked; but to my mother, and a mother who was so fond of me, what could I say? After all, I confessed there was a good deal of fancy in the case on my side as well as on hers. I endeavoured to forget my disappointment.
It was with the utmost difficulty that I at last forced myself away, nor was I in the least aware of the unconscionable length of my visit. What particularly pleased me in the conversation of Miss Montenero was, that she had none of those fashionable phrases which fill each vacuity of sense, and which level all distinctions of understanding.
Montenero turned to Jacob and said, "I sent for my friend Jacob to be present at the burning of this picture, because it was he who put it in my power to prevent this horrid representation from being seen and sold in every print-shop in London. Jacob, who goes every where, and sees wherever he goes, observed this picture at a broker's shop, and found that two persons had been in treaty for it.
Suffice it for me to observe, that in comparison with this head-dress, to which, in my liberality and respect for departed fashion, I forbear to fix any of the many epithets which present themselves, the Spanish dress and veil worn by Miss Montenero, associated as it was with painting and poetry, did certainly appear to me more picturesque and graceful.
Miss Montenero, then, if truth must be told, is a little touchy on the Jewish chapter." Lord Mowbray urged Mrs. Coates on with "How, for instance?" "Oh, how! why, my lord, a hundred times I've hurt her to the quick.
Lady Anne, it was now evident, had taken an unalterable dislike to Miss Montenero.
There was a sudden revulsion in my spirits, and all my ideas were in utter confusion. Mr. Montenero, the kindness of whose manner was not changed towards me, I saw pitied my confusion. He began to talk of his excursion into the country he spoke of General B and of the whole county of Surrey. The words reached my ears, but conveyed no ideas to my mind, except the general notion that Mr.
Whenever I began to doze, I felt the nervous oppression, the dreadful weight upon my chest I saw beside my bed the old figure of Simon the Jew; but he spoke to me with the voice and in the words of Mr. Montenero. The dreams of this night were more terrible than any reality that can be conceived; and even when I was broad awake, I felt that I had not the command of my mind.
I was really glad that the battle of the veil had ended in this cessation of intercourse between us. As soon as Miss Montenero found that her Spanish dress subjected her to the inconvenience of being remarked in public she laid it aside. I thought she was right in so doing and in three days' time, though I had at first regretted the picturesque dress, I soon became accustomed to the change.
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