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Peveril of the Peak

CHAPTER XI
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The gentlemen were divided by feuds hitherto unknown, and each seemed to hold it scorn to be pleased with the same diversions that amused those of the opposite faction.

The hearts of both parties revolted from the recollection of former days, when all was peace among them, when the Earl of Derby, now slaughtered, used to bestow the prize, and Christian, since so vindictively executed, started horses to add to the amusement.
Julian was seated in the deep recess which led to a latticed window of the old Castle; and, with his arms crossed, and an air of profound contemplation, was surveying the long perspective of ocean, which rolled its successive waves up to the foot of the rock on which the ancient pile is founded.

The Earl was suffering under the infliction of ennui--now looking into a volume of Homer--now whistling--now swinging on his chair--now traversing the room--till, at length, his attention became swallowed up in admiration of the tranquillity of his companion.
"King of Men!" he said, repeating the favourite epithet by which Homer describes Agamemnon,--"I trust, for the old Greek's sake, he had a merrier office than being King of Man--Most philosophical Julian, will nothing rouse thee--not even a bad pun on my own royal dignity ?" "I wish you would be a little more the King in Man," said Julian, starting from his reverie, "and then you would find more amusement in your dominions." "What! dethrone that royal Semiramis my mother," said the young lord, "who has as much pleasure in playing Queen as if she were a real Sovereign ?--I wonder you can give me such counsel." "Your mother, as you well know, my dear Derby, would be delighted, did you take any interest in the affairs of the island." "Ay, truly, she would permit me to be King; but she would choose to remain Viceroy over me.

Why, she would only gain a subject the more, by my converting my spare time, which is so very valuable to me, to the cares of royalty.

No, no, Julian, she thinks it power, to direct all the affairs of these poor Manxmen; and, thinking it power, she finds it pleasure.


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