CHAPTER I.

In the county town of a certain shire there lived (about forty years ago)

one Mr. Wilkins, a conveyancing attorney of considerable standing.

The certain shire was but a small county, and the principal town in it

contained only about four thousand inhabitants; so in saying that Mr.

Wilkins was the principal lawyer in Hamley, I say very little, unless I

add that he transacted all the legal business of the gentry for twenty

miles round. His grandfather had established the connection; his father

had consolidated and strengthened it, and, indeed, by his wise and

upright conduct, as well as by his professional skill, had obtained for

himself the position of confidential friend to many of the surrounding

families of distinction. He visited among them in a way which no mere

lawyer had ever done before; dined at their tables--he alone, not

accompanied by his wife, be it observed; rode to the meet occasionally as

if by accident, although he was as well mounted as any squire among them,

and was often persuaded (after a little coquetting about "professional

engagements," and "being wanted at the office") to have a run with his

clients; nay, once or twice he forgot his usual caution, was first in at

the death, and rode home with the brush. But in general he knew his

place; as his place was held to be in that aristocratic county, and in

those days. Nor let be supposed that he was in any way a toadeater. He

respected himself too much for that. He would give the most unpalatable

advice, if need were; would counsel an unsparing reduction of expenditure

to an extravagant man; would recommend such an abatement of family pride

as paved the way for one or two happy marriages in some instances; nay,

what was the most likely piece of conduct of all to give offence forty

years ago, he would speak up for an unjustly-used tenant; and that with

so much temperate and well-timed wisdom and good feeling, that he more

than once gained his point. He had one son, Edward. This boy was the

secret joy and pride of his father's heart. For himself he was not in

the least ambitious, but it did cost him a hard struggle to acknowledge

that his own business was too lucrative, and brought in too large an

income, to pass away into the hands of a stranger, as it would do if he

indulged his ambition for his son by giving him a college education and

making him into a barrister. This determination on the more prudent side

of the argument took place while Edward was at Eton. The lad had,

perhaps, the largest allowance of pocket-money of any boy at school; and

he had always looked forward to going to Christ Church along with his

fellows, the sons of the squires, his father's employers. It was a

severe mortification to him to find that his destiny was changed, and

that he had to return to Hamley to be articled to his father, and to

assume the hereditary subservient position to lads whom he had licked in

the play-ground, and beaten at learning.

His father tried to compensate him for the disappointment by every

indulgence which money could purchase. Edward's horses were even finer

than those of his father; his literary tastes were kept up and fostered,

by his father's permission to form an extensive library, for which

purpose a noble room was added to Mr. Wilkins's already extensive house

in the suburbs of Hamley. And after his year of legal study in London

his father sent him to make the grand tour, with something very like

carte blanche as to expenditure, to judge from the packages which were

sent home from various parts of the Continent.

At last he came home--came back to settle as his father's partner at

Hamley. He was a son to be proud of, and right down proud was old Mr.

Wilkins of his handsome, accomplished, gentlemanly lad. For Edward was

not one to be spoilt by the course of indulgence he had passed through;

at least, if it had done him an injury, the effects were at present

hidden from view. He had no vulgar vices; he was, indeed, rather too

refined for the society he was likely to be thrown into, even supposing

that society to consist of the highest of his father's employers. He was

well read, and an artist of no mean pretensions. Above all, "his heart

was in the right place," as his father used to observe. Nothing could

exceed the deference he always showed to him. His mother had long been

dead.

I do not know whether it was Edward's own ambition or his proud father's

wishes that had led him to attend the Hamley assemblies. I should

conjecture the latter, for Edward had of himself too much good taste to

wish to intrude into any society. In the opinion of all the shire, no

society had more reason to consider itself select than that which met at

every full moon in the Hamley assembly-room, an excrescence built on to

the principal inn in the town by the joint subscription of all the county

families. Into those choice and mysterious precincts no towns person was

ever allowed to enter; no professional man might set his foot therein; no

infantry officer saw the interior of that ball, or that card-room. The

old original subscribers would fain have had a man prove his sixteen

quarterings before he might make his bow to the queen of the night; but

the old original founders of the Hamley assemblies were dropping off;

minuets had vanished with them, country dances had died away; quadrilles

were in high vogue--nay, one or two of the high magnates of ---shire were

trying to introduce waltzing, as they had seen it in London, where it had

come in with the visit of the allied sovereigns, when Edward Wilkins made

his _debut_ on these boards. He had been at many splendid assemblies

abroad, but still the little old ballroom attached to the George Inn in

his native town was to him a place grander and more awful than the most

magnificent saloons he had seen in Paris or Rome. He laughed at himself

for this unreasonable feeling of awe; but there it was notwithstanding.

He had been dining at the house of one of the lesser gentry, who was

under considerable obligations to his father, and who was the parent of

eight "muckle-mou'ed" daughters, so hardly likely to oppose much

aristocratic resistance to the elder Mr. Wilkins's clearly implied wish

that Edward should be presented at the Hamley assembly-rooms. But many a

squire glowered and looked black at the introduction of Wilkins the

attorney's son into the sacred precincts; and perhaps there would have

been much more mortification than pleasure in this assembly to the young

man, had it not been for an incident that occurred pretty late in the

evening. The lord-lieutenant of the county usually came with a large

party to the Hamley assemblies once in a season; and this night he was

expected, and with him a fashionable duchess and her daughters. But time

wore on, and they did not make their appearance. At last there was a

rustling and a bustling, and in sailed the superb party. For a few

minutes dancing was stopped; the earl led the duchess to a sofa; some of

their acquaintances came up to speak to them; and then the quadrilles

were finished in rather a flat manner. A country dance followed, in

which none of the lord-lieutenant's party joined; then there was a

consultation, a request, an inspection of the dancers, a message to the

orchestra, and the band struck up a waltz; the duchess's daughters flew

off to the music, and some more young ladies seemed ready to follow, but,

alas! there was a lack of gentlemen acquainted with the new-fashioned

dance. One of the stewards bethought him of young Wilkins, only just

returned from the Continent. Edward was a beautiful dancer, and waltzed

to admiration. For his next partner he had one of the Lady ---s; for the

duchess, to whom the--shire squires and their little county politics and

contempts were alike unknown, saw no reason why her lovely Lady Sophy

should not have a good partner, whatever his pedigree might be, and

begged the stewards to introduce Mr. Wilkins to her. After this night

his fortune was made with the young ladies of the Hamley assemblies. He

was not unpopular with the mammas; but the heavy squires still looked at

him askance, and the heirs (whom he had licked at Eton) called him an

upstart behind his back.

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