13/32 Mr.Redner, you know, the correspondent in Lisbon, is a sworn foe to Silva. And why but because I would not procure him an invitation to Court! The man was so horridly vulgar; his gloves were never clean; I had to hold a bouquet to my nose when I talked to him. That, you say, was my fault! Truly so. But what woman can be civil to a low-bred, pretentious, offensive man ?' Mrs.Melville, again appealed to, smiled perfect sympathy, and said, to account for his character: 'Yes. He is the son of a small shopkeeper of some kind, in Southampton, I hear.' 'A very good fellow in his way,' said her husband. |