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Some had much to say of her pride and insolence, and wondered if Mrs. Montressor would tamely yield her mistress-ship to the stranger. But others, who were taken with her loveliness and grace, said that the tales told were born of envy and malice, and that Alicia Montressor was well worthy of her name and station.
"Right along," answered the young lady, "I'm with you, but as to writing Mr. Trent, you can tell him from me, Mr. Da Souza, that we want to have nothing more to do with him. A fellow that can treat ladies as he has treated us is no gentleman. You can tell him that. He's an ignorant, common fellow, and for my part I despise him." "Same here," echoed Miss Montressor, heartily.
I've had a hard day and I want to forget for a bit that there's any such thing as work." Miss Montressor raised her glass and winked at her host. "It don't take much drinking, this, General," she remarked, cheerily draining her glass! "Different to the 'pop' they give us down at the 'Star, eh, Flossie? Good old gooseberry I call that!" "Da Souza, look after Miss Flossie," Trent said.
So I gathered up my small wits and told her what I was not supposed to know how that, generations agone, a Montressor had disgraced himself and his name, and that, when he came home to his mother, she had met him in that same Red Room and flung at him taunts and reproaches, forgetting whose breast had nourished him; and that he, frantic with shame and despair, turned his sword against his own heart and so died.
He was noble-looking, gracious, and aristocratic from the crown of his little head to the soles of his little feet. No more glorious heir to a title made happy the heart of any British mother, if only he were the heir. And why should it be denied to her, a noble scion of the great House of Montressor, to be the mother of none but younger sons?
The boys wanted me to dine Eddy Lanchester and Montressor and that lot a jolly party, too. I sha'n't do it. I shall have a mouthful alone somewhere and spend the rest of the evening on those rocks. Something's got to come of this, Hunterleys." "Let's go into the lounge for a few moments," Hunterleys suggested. "I may as well hear all about it."
I reckon myself as respectable as she is any day, dragging that yellow-faced daughter of hers about with her and throwing her at men's heads." Miss Montressor, who had stopped to pick a flower, rejoined them. "I say, General," she remarked, "fair's fair, and a promise is a promise. We didn't come down here to be made fools of by a fat old Jewess. You won't send us away because of the old wretch?"
But my aunts and their stepmother talked much of Alicia, and they spoke slightingly of her, saying that she was but a light woman and that no good would come of my Uncle Hugh's having wed her, with other things of a like nature. Also they spoke of the company she gathered around her, thinking her to have strange and unbecoming companions for a Montressor.
We will have many a rich laugh about it at the palazzo he! he! he! over our wine he! he! he!" "The Amontillado!" I said. "He! he! he! he! he! he! yes, the Amontillado. But is it not getting late? Will not they be awaiting us at the palazzo, the Lady Fortunato and the rest? Let us be gone." "Yes," I said, "let us be gone." "For the love of God, Montressor!" "Yes," I said, "for the love of God!"
"Yes, sir, he and Mrs. Da Souza and the young lady." "And Miss Montressor and her friend?" "They shared the fly, sir. The luggage all went down in one of the carts." Trent laughed outright, half scornfully, half in amusement. "Listen, Mason," he said, as the sound of wheels died away.
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