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Updated: June 13, 2025


Waldershare was the best man, and there were no bridesmaids. The only other persons invited by Mr. Rodney, who gave away the bride, were Endymion and Mr. Vigo. One morning, a few days before the wedding, Sylvia, who had written to ask Lady Roehampton for an interview, called by appointment in St. James' Square. Sylvia was received by Lady Roehampton in her boudoir, and the interview was long.

It was a delightful afternoon of June, the river warm and still, and the soft, fitful western breeze occasionally rich with the perfume of the gardens of Putney and Chiswick. Waldershare talked the whole way. It was a rhapsody of fancy, fun, knowledge, anecdote, brilliant badinage even passionate seriousness.

"Of course you are," she said, "every day, and tell me all the news." The Hainaults, and the Beaumaris, and Waldershare, did not return to England until some time after Easter. The marriage was to take place in June Endymion was to be Waldershare's best man. There were many festivities, and he was looked upon as an indispensable guest in all.

One evening, shortly after the expedition to Epsom, while the rest were playing a rubber, Imogene said to him, "I wish you to be friends with Mr. Vigo; I think he might be of use to you." Mr. Vigo was playing whist at this moment; his partner was Sylvia, and they were playing against Mr. Rodney and Waldershare. Waldershare was a tenant of the second floor.

Vigo, highly gratified, but a little confused; "my friends would have it." "Ay, ay," said Waldershare, "'at the request of friends; the excuse I gave for publishing my sonnets." And then, advancing, he delivered his charge to her chaperon, who looked dreamy, abstracted, and uninterested. "We have just been congratulating the new baronet, Sir Peter Vigo," said Waldershare.

"Lady Montfort is very kind to me," Imogene would say, "but I do not think she now quite remembers we are cousins." Both Lord and Lady Waldershare seemed equally devoted to Lady Beaumaris. "I do not think," he would say, "that I shall ever get Adriana to receive. It is an organic gift, and very rare. What I mean to do is to have a first-rate villa and give the party strawberries.

The bubbling imagination of Waldershare clustered with a sort of wild fascination round a living link with the age of the cavaliers. He had some Stuart blood in his veins, and his ancestors had fallen at Edgehill and Marston Moor. Waldershare, whose fancies alternated between Stafford and St.

"Well, I go upon this," said Waldershare. "It is quite clear that Peel has nothing to offer the country, and the country will not rally round a negation. When he failed in '34 they said there had not been sufficient time for the reaction to work.

If Saxmundham, for example, and Harlaxton would do it, the game would be up." "On the contrary," said Mr. Wilton, "Saxmundham, I can tell you, will be the new cabinet minister." "Degenerate land!" exclaimed Waldershare. "Ah! in the eighteenth century there was always a cause to sustain the political genius of the country, the cause of the rightful dynasty."

The person who fell most under the influence of the archbishop was Waldershare. He was fairly captivated by him. Nothing would satisfy Waldershare till he had brought the archbishop and Prince Florestan together. "You are a Roman Catholic prince, sir," he would say. "It is absolute folly to forego such a source of influence and power as the Roman Catholic Church.

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