Complete Project Gutenberg Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr. Works eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 4,188 pages of information about Complete Project Gutenberg Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr. Works.

Complete Project Gutenberg Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr. Works eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 4,188 pages of information about Complete Project Gutenberg Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr. Works.

Just then the poet made his appearance.  He looked depressed, as if it had cost him an effort to come.  He was, however, charged with a message which he must deliver to the hostess of the evening.

“They ’re coming presently,” he said.  “That young man and Susan.  Wants you to introduce him, Mr. Bradshaw.”

The bell rang presently, and Murray Bradshaw slipped out into the entry to meet the two lovers.

“How are you, my fortunate friend?” he said, as he met them at the door.  “Of course you’re well and happy as mortal man can be in this vale of tears.  Charming, ravishing, quite delicious, that way of dressing your hair, Miss Posey!  Nice girls here this evening, Mr. Lindsay.  Looked lovely when I came out of the parlor.  Can’t say how they will show after this young lady puts in an appearance.”  In reply to which florid speeches Susan blushed, not knowing what else to do, and Clement smiled as naturally as if he had been sitting for his photograph.

He felt, in a vague way, that he and Susan were being patronized, which is not a pleasant feeling to persons with a certain pride of character.  There was no expression of contempt about Mr. Bradshaw’s manner or language at which he could take offence.  Only he had the air of a man who praises his neighbor without stint, with a calm consciousness that he himself is out of reach of comparison in the possessions or qualities which he is admiring in the other.  Clement was right in his obscure perception of Mr. Bradshaw’s feeling while he was making his phrases.  That gentleman was, in another moment, to have the tingling delight of showing the grand creature he had just begun to tame.  He was going to extinguish the pallid light of Susan’s prettiness in the brightness of Myrtle’s beauty.  He would bring this young man, neutralized and rendered entirely harmless by his irrevocable pledge to a slight girl, face to face with a masterpiece of young womanhood, and say to him, not in words, but as plainly as speech could have told him, “Behold my captive!”

It was a proud moment for Murray Bradshaw.  He had seen, or thought that he had seen, the assured evidence of a speedy triumph over all the obstacles of Myrtle’s youth and his own present seeming slight excess of maturity.  Unless he were very greatly mistaken, he could now walk the course; the plate was his, no matter what might be the entries.  And this youth, this handsome, spirited-looking, noble-aired young fellow, whose artist-eye could not miss a line of Myrtle’s proud and almost defiant beauty, was to be the witness of his power, and to look in admiration upon his prize!  He introduced him to the others, reserving her for the last.  She was at that moment talking with the worthy Rector, and turned when Mr. Bradshaw spoke to her.

“Miss Hazard, will you allow me to present to you my friend, Mr. Clement Lindsay?”

They looked full upon each other, and spoke the common words of salutation.  It was a strange meeting; but we who profess to tell the truth must tell strange things, or we shall be liars.

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