My Novel — Volume 02 by Baron Edward Bulwer Lytton Lytton
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eminently animated and agreeable. It was the conversation of a man who,
besides the knowledge which is acquired from books and life, had studied the art which becomes a gentleman,--that of pleasing in polite society. The result was that all were charmed with him; and that even Captain Barnabas postponed the whist-table for a full hour after the usual time. The doctor did not play; he thus became the property of the two ladies, Miss Jemima and Mrs. Dale. Seated between the two, in the place rightfully appertaining to Flimsey, who this time was fairly dislodged, to her great wonder and discontent, the doctor was the emblem of true Domestic Felicity, placed between Friendship and Love. Friendship, as became her, worked quietly at the embroidered pocket- handkerchief and left Love to more animated operations. "You must be very lonely at the Casino," said Love, in a sympathizing tone. "Madam," replied Riccabocca, gallantly, "I shall think so when I leave you." Friendship cast a sly glance at Love; Love blushed, or looked down on the carpet,--which comes to the same thing. "Yet," began Love again,--"yet solitude to a feeling heart--" Riccabocca thought of the note of invitation, and involuntarily buttoned his coat, as if to protect the individual organ thus alarmingly referred to. |
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