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"I mean. that Rufford was never engaged to her, not for an instant," said the lad, urgent in spreading the lesson which he had received from his cousin. "It was all a dead take-in." "Who was taken in?" asked Mounser Green. "Well; nobody was taken in as it happened.
A returning traveller would be pursued by the rabble of London, who, sighting his French periwig and foreign gestures, would pelt his coach with gutter-dirt, squibs, roots and rams-horns, and run after it shouting "French Dogs! French Dogs! A Mounser! A Mounser!" Between the courtiers and the true-born Englishman there was no great sympathy in the matter of foreign culture.
As it happened the Duke was in town, and while he was there Lord Drummond got hold of him. Lord Drummond had spoken very highly of Mounser Green, and the Duke, who was never dead to the feeling that as the head of the family he should always do what he could for the junior branches, had almost made a promise.
"Have you heard about Arabella's good fortune?" young Glossop asked the next morning at the office. "You forget, my boy," said Mounser Green, "that the young lady of whom you speak is a friend of mine: "Oh lord! So I did. I beg your pardon, old fellow."
"I'll tell you who it won't be a lounge for, Green," said Archibald Currie, the clerk who held the second authority among them. "What will Bell Trefoil think of going to Patagonia?" "That's all off," said Mounser Green. "I don't think so," said Charley Glossop, one of the numerous younger sons of Lord Glossop.
There has been some break up between her and her mother, and old Mrs. Green has taken her in. There's some sort of relationship. Mounser is the old woman's nephew, and she is aunt by marriage to the Connop Greens down in Hampshire, and Mrs. Connop Green is first cousin to Lady Augustus." "If Dick's sister married Tom's brother what relation would Dick be to Tom's mother?
Mounser Green on this afternoon came to Portugal Street before he himself went out to dinner, choosing the hour at which his aunt was wont to adorn herself. "And so you are to be the hero of Patagonia?" said Arabella as she put out her hand to congratulate him on his appointment. "I don't know about heroism, but it seems that I am to go there," said Mounser with much melancholy in his voice.
Peter looked at him and went upstairs and packed his portmanteau. The lawyer handed over the keys to the new squire, and then everything was done. The New Minister "Poor old Paragon!" exclaimed Archibald Currie, as he stood with his back to the fire among his colleagues at the Foreign Office on the day after John Morton's death. "Poor young Paragon! that's the pity of it," said Mounser Green.
Lord Mistletoe was a prig, but would probably be a member of the Government. Mounser Green liked Dukes, and loved a Duchess in his heart of hearts. If he could only be assured that this niece would not be repudiated he thought that the speculation might answer in spite of any ambiguity in the lady's antecedents.
Up to that moment there had certainly been no thought on her part of transferring what she was wont to call her affections to Mounser Green as a suitor. But as she lay in bed, thinking of her future life, tidings were brought to her by Mrs. Green that Mounser had accepted the mission to Patagonia.
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