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bsequious, stood, paper in hand, a dejected figure in shabby plum-colour--_i.e._ a poor author--waiting in hopes that his sonnet in praise of Cytherea's triumphant charms would win his the guinea he so sorely needed, as To quench the blushes of ingenuous shame, And heap the shrine of luxury and pride With incense kindled at the Muses' flame. The scene was completed by a blue and yellow macaw at one window chained to his perch, and a green monkey tethered in like manner at the other. Of course Elizabeth Delavie did not perceive all these details at once. Her first sensation was the shock to the decorum of a modest English lady at intruding into a bed-room; but her foreign recollections coming to her aid, she accepted the fashion with one momentary feminine review of her own appearance, and relief that she had changed her travelling gear for her Sunday silks, and made her father put on his full uniform. All this passed while Sir Amyas was leading her into the room, steering her carefully out of the monkey's reach. Then he went a step or two forward and bent before his mother, almost touching the ground with one knee, as he kissed her hand, and rising, acknowledged the lady with a circular sweep of his hat, and his Colonel with a military salute, all rapidly, but with perfect ease and gracefulness. "Ah! my truant, my runaway invalid!" said Lady Belamour, "you are come to surrender." "I am come," he said gravely, holding out his stronger hand to his little brother and sister, who sprang to him, "to bring my father-and sister-in-law, Major and Miss Delavie." "Ah! my good cousin, my excellent Mrs. Betty, excuse me that my tyrant _friseur_ prevents my rising to welcome you. It is so good and friendly in you to come in this informal way to cheer me under this terrible anxiety. Let me present you to my kind friend, the Countess of Aresfield, who has been so good as to come in to-day to sustain my spirits. Colonel Mar you know already. Pray be seated. Amyas--Archer--chairs. Let Syphax give you a cup of chocolate." "Madam," said the Major, disregarding all this and standing as if on parade, "can I see you alone? My business is urgent." "No evil news, I trust! I have undergone such frightful shocks of late, my constitution is well nigh ruined." "It is I that have to ask news of you madam." She saw that, if she trifled with him, something would break out that she would not
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