[Charles O’Malley, The Irish Dragoon<br> Volume 2 (of 2) by Charles Lever]@TWC D-Link book
Charles O’Malley, The Irish Dragoon
Volume 2 (of 2)

CHAPTER XXXIX
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He broke the seal without answering, and as his eye caught the first lines of the despatch, broke out into an exclamation of-- Ha, Peninsular news! When did you arrive, sir ?" "An hour since, sir." "And these letters are from--" "General Picton, your Royal Highness." "How glorious! How splendidly done!" muttered he to himself, as he ran his eyes rapidly over the letter.

"Are you Captain O'Malley, whose name is mentioned here so favorably ?" I bowed deeply in reply.
"You are most highly spoken of, and it will give me sincere pleasure to recommend you to the notice of the Prince Regent.

But stay a moment," so saying, he hurriedly passed from the room, leaving me overwhelmed at the suddenness of the incident, and a mark of no small astonishment to the different persons in waiting, who had hitherto no other idea but that my despatches were from Hounslow or Knightsbridge.
"Captain O'Malley," said an officer covered with decorations, and whose slightly foreign accent bespoke the Hanoverian, "his Royal Highness requests you will accompany me." The door opened as he spoke, and I found myself in a most splendidly lit-up apartment,--the walls covered with pictures, and the ceiling divided, into panels resplendent with the richest gilding.

A group of persons in court dresses were conversing in a low tone as we entered, but suddenly ceased, and saluting my conductor respectfully, made way for us to pass on.

The folding-doors again opened as we approached, and we found ourselves in a long gallery, whose sumptuous furniture and costly decorations shone beneath the rich tints of a massive lustre of ruby glass, diffusing a glow resembling the most gorgeous sunset.
Here also some persons in handsome uniform were conversing, one of whom accosted my companion by the title of "Baron;" nodding familiarly as he muttered a few words in German, he passed forward, and the next moment the doors were thrown suddenly wide, and we entered the drawing-room.
The buzz of voices and the sound of laughter reassured me as I came forward, and before I had well time to think where and why I was there, the Duke of York advanced towards me, with a smile of peculiar sweetness in its expression, and said, as he turned towards one side:-- "Your Royal Highness--Captain O'Malley!" As he spoke the Prince moved forward, and bowed slightly.
"You've brought us capital news, Mr.O'Malley.


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