That Boy Of Norcott's. Lever Charles James

the sort of marriage he made, he ‘ll not fret much at leaving the boy a beggar.”

      “But he likes him; if there’s anything in the world he cares for, it’s that boy!”

      The other must have made some gesture of doubt or dissent, for the doctor quickly added, “No, no, I ‘m right about that. It was only yesterday morning he said to me with a shake in the voice there’s no mistaking, ‘If you can come and tell me, doctor, that he’s out of danger, I ‘ll give you a thousand pounds.’”

      “Egad, I think I ‘d have done it, even though I might have made a blunder.”

      “Ye ‘re no a doctor, sir, that’s plain;” and in the emotion of the moment he spoke the words with a strong Scotch accent.

      There was a silence of some minutes, and Hotham said, “That little Frenchwoman and I have no love lost between us, but I ‘m glad she cut up so well.”

      “They ‘re strange natures, there ‘s no denying it They ‘ll do less from duty and more from impulse than any people in the world, and they ‘re never thoroughly proud of themselves except when they ‘re all wrong.”

      “That’s a neat character for Frenchwomen,” said Hotham, laughing.

      “I think Norcott will be looking out for his whist by this time,” said the other; and they both arose, and passing noiselessly through the room, moved away.

      I had enough left me to think over, and I did think over it till I fell asleep.

      CHAPTER IX. MADAME CLEREMONT

      From that day forth I received no tidings of my mother. Whether my own letters reached her or not, I could not tell; and though I entreated Madame Cleremont, who was now my confidante in everything, to aid me in learning where my mother was, she declared that the task was beyond her; and at last, as time went over, my anxieties became blunted and my affections dulled. The life I was leading grew to have such a hold upon me, and was so full of its own varied interests, that – with shame I say it – I actually forgot the very existence of her to whom I owed any trace of good or honest or truthful that was in me.

      The house in which I was living was a finishing school for every sort of dissipation, and all who frequented it were people who only lived for pleasure. Play of the highest kind went on unceasingly, and large sums were bandied about from hand to hand as carelessly as if all were men of fortune and indifferent to heavy losses.

      A splendid mode of living, sumptuous dinners, a great retinue, and perfect liberty to the guests, drew around us that class who, knowing well that they have no other occupation than self-indulgence, throw an air of languid elegance over vice, which your vulgar sinner, who has only intervals of wickedness, knows nothing of; and this, be it said passingly, is, of all sections of society, the most seductive and dangerous to the young: for there are no outrages to taste amongst these people, they violate no decencies, they shock no principles. If they smash the tables of the law, it is in kid-gloves, and with a delicious odor of Ess bouquet about them. The Cleremonts lived at the Villa. Cleremont managed the household, and gave the orders for everything. Madame received the company, and did the honors; my father lounging about like an unoccupied guest, and actually amused, as it seemed, by his own unimportance. Hotham had gone to sea; but Eccles remained, in name, as my tutor; but we rarely met, save at meal-times, and his manner to me was almost slavish in subserviency, and with a habit of flattery that, even young as I was, revolted me.