Stray Pearls eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 454 pages of information about Stray Pearls.

Stray Pearls eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 454 pages of information about Stray Pearls.

When all was over, she highly lauded the young gentleman, declaring that he was an example of the decorum with which such matters were conducted in France; and when my father observed that he should prefer a little more fire and animation, she said:  ’Truly, my lord, one would think you were of mere English extraction, that you should prefer the rude habits of a farmer or milkmaid to the reserve of a true noble and lady of quality.’

’Well, dame, I promised that you should have it your own way with the poor lass,’ said my father; ’and I see no harm in the lad, but I own I should like to know more of him, and Meg would not object either.  It was not the way I took thee, Margaret.’

’I shall never make you understand that a widow is altogether a different thing,’ said my mother.

I suppose they never recollected that I could hear every word they said, but I was full in view of them, and of course I was listening most anxiously for all I could gather about my new life.  If I remember right, it was an envoy-extraordinary with whom the marquis and his nephew had come, and their stay was therefore very short, so that we were married after a very few days in the Queen’s Chapel, by her own almoner.

I do not remember much about the wedding, as indeed it was done very quietly, being intended to be kept altogether a secret; but in some way, probably through the servants, it became known to the mob in London, and as we drove home from Whitehall in the great coach with my father and mother, a huge crowd had assembled, hissing and yelling and crying out upon Lord Walwyn for giving his daughter to a French Papist.

The wretches! they even proceeded to throw stones.  My young bridegroom saw one of these which would have struck me had he not thrown himself forward, holding up his hat as a shield.  The stone struck him in the eye, and he dropped forward upon my mother’s knee senseless.

The crowd were shocked then, and fell back, but what good did that do to him?  He was carried to his chamber, and a surgeon was sent for, who said that there was no great injury done, for the eye itself had not been touched, but that he must be kept perfectly quiet until the last minute, if he was to be able to travel without danger, when the suite were to set off in two day’s time.  They would not let me go near him.  Perhaps I was relieved, for I should not have known what to do; yet I feared that he would think me unkind and ungrateful, and I would have begged my mother and Eustace to thank him and make my excuses, but I was too shy, and I felt it very hard to be blamed for indifference and rudeness.

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