Godolphin, Volume 1. by Baron Edward Bulwer Lytton Lytton
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was naturally pleased at it, and coming up to Godolphin, she touched his
shoulder, and with a smile rendered still more brilliant by the rouge yet unwashed from the dimpled cheeks, said--"Well, most awkward swain? no flattery ready for me? Go to! you won't suit me: get yourself another empress." "You have pleased me into respecting you," said Godolphin. There was a delicacy in the expression that was very characteristic of the real mind of the speaker, though that mind was not yet developed; and the pretty actress was touched by it at the moment, though, despite the grace of her acting, she was by nature far too volatile to think it at all advantageous to be _respected_ in the long run. She did not act in the afterpiece, and Godolphin escorted her home to the inn. So long as his ten guineas lasted--which the reader will conceive was not very long--Godolphin stayed with the gay troop, as the welcome lover of its chief ornament. To her he confided his name and history: she laughed heartily at the latter--for she was one of Venus's true children, fond of striking mirth out of all subjects. "But what," said she, patting his cheek affectionately, "what should hinder you from joining us for a little while? I could teach you to be an actor in three lessons. Come now, attend! It is but a mere series of tricks, this art that seems to you so admirable." Godolphin grew embarrassed. There was in him a sort of hidden pride that could never endure to subject itself to the censure of others. He had no propensity to imitation, and he had a strong susceptibility to the ridiculous. These traits of mind thus early developed--which in later life prevented his ever finding fit scope for his natural powers, which |
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