ing down the law. Egerton
knew how to draw out young men,--a difficult art. It was one reason why
he was so peculiarly popular with the more rising members of his party.
The party broke up early.
"We are in time for Almack's," said Egerton, glancing at the clock, "and
I have a voucher for you; come."
Randal followed his patron into the carriage. By the way Egerton thus
addressed him,
"I shall introduce you to the principal leaders of society; know them
and study them: I do not advise you to attempt to do more,--that is, to
attempt to become the fashion. It is a very expensive ambition: some men
it helps, most men it ruins. On the whole, you have better cards in your
hands. Dance or not as it pleases you; don't flirt. If you flirt people
will inquire into your fortune,--an inquiry that will do you little
good; and flirting entangles a young man into marrying. That would never
do. Here we are."
In two minutes more they were in the great ballroom, and Randal's eyes
were dazzled with the lights, the diamonds, the blaze of beauty.
Audley presented him in quick succession to some dozen ladies, and then
disappeared amidst the crowd. Randal was not at a loss: he was without
shyness; or if he had that disabling infirmity, he concealed it. He
answered the languid questions put to him with a certain spirit
that kept up talk, and left a favourable impression of his agreeable
qualities. But the lady with whom he got on the best was one who had no
daughters out, a handsome and witty woman of the world,--Lady Frederick
Coniers.
"It is your first ball at Almack's then, Mr. Leslie?"
"My first."
"And you have not secured a partner? Shall I find you one? What do you
think of that pretty girl in pink?"
"I see her--but I cannot think of her."
"You are rather, perhaps, like a diplomatist in a new court, and your
first object is to know who is who."
"I confess that on beginning to study the history of my own day I should
like to distinguish the portraits that illustrate the memoir."
"Give me your arm, then, and we will come into the next room. We shall
see the different notabilites enter one by one, and observe without
being observed. This is the least I can do for a friend of Mr.
Egerton's."
"Mr. Egerton, then," said Randal,--as they threaded their way through
the space without the rope that protected the dancers,--"Mr. Egerton has
had the good fortune to win your esteem even for his friends, however
obscure?"
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