[Paul Clifford Complete by Edward Bulwer-Lytton]@TWC D-Link bookPaul Clifford Complete CHAPTER XVIII 23/29
"Clifford!" said he, repeating the name,--"Clifford! It is one of those names which are particularly selected by persons nobody knows,--first, because the name is good, and secondly, because it is common.
My long and dear friendship with your brother makes me feel peculiarly anxious on any point relative to his niece; and, indeed, my dear William, overrating, perhaps, my knowledge of the world and my influence in society, but not my affection for him, besought me to assume the liberty of esteeming myself a friend, nay, even a relation of yours and Miss Brandon's; so that I trust you do not consider my caution impertinent." The flattered squire assured him that he was particularly honoured, so far from deeming his lordship (which never could be the case with people so distinguished as his lordship was, especially!) impertinent. Lord Mauleverer, encouraged by this speech, artfully renewed, and succeeded, if not in convincing the squire that the handsome captain was a suspicious character, at least in persuading him that common prudence required that he should find out exactly who the handsome captain was, especially as he was in the habit of dining with the squire thrice a week, and dancing with Lucy every night. "See," said Mauleverer, "he approaches you now; I will retreat to the chair by the fireplace, and you shall cross-examine him,--I have no doubt you will do it with the utmost delicacy." So saying, Mauleverer took possession of a seat where he was not absolutely beyond hearing (slightly deaf as he was) of the ensuing colloquy, though the position of his seat screened him from sight. Mauleverer was esteemed a man of the most punctilious honour in private life, and he would not have been seen in the act of listening to other people's conversation for the world. Hemming with an air and resettling himself as Clifford approached, the squire thus skilfully commenced the attack "Ah, ha! my good Captain Clifford, and how do you do? I saw you (and I am very glad, my friend, as every one else is, to see you) at a distance.
And where have you left my daughter ?" "Miss Brandon is dancing with Mr.Muskwell, sir," answered Clifford. "Oh! she is! Mr.Muskwell,--humph! Good family the Muskwells,--came from Primrose Hall.
Pray, Captain, not that I want to know for my own sake, for I am a strange, odd person, I believe, and I am thoroughly convinced (some people are censorious, and others, thank God, are not!) of your respectability,--what family do you come from? You won't think my--my caution impertinent ?" added the shrewd old gentleman, borrowing that phrase which he thought so friendly in the mouth of Lord Mauleverer. Clifford coloured for a moment, but replied with a quiet archness of look, "Family! oh, my dear sir, I come from an old family,--a very old family indeed." "So I always thought; and in what part of the world ?" "Scotland, sir,--all our family come from Scotland; namely, all who live long do,--the rest die young." "Ay, particular air does agree with particular constitutions.
I, for instance, could not live in all countries; not--you take me--in the North!" "Few honest men can live there," said Clifford, dryly.
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