Ten Thousand a-Year Volume Ii Part 11

Then, as to his _dress_--Gammon, feeling himself treading on very doubtful ground, intimated merely that the essence of true fashion was _simplicity_--but here t.i.tmouse grew fidgety, and his Mentor ceased.

During the night which ushered in the eventful day on which t.i.tmouse dined with the Earl of Dreddlington, our friend got but very little sleep. Early in the morning he engaged a most respectable gla.s.s-coach to convey him westward in the evening, in something like style; and before noon, his anxieties were set at rest by the punctual arrival of various articles of dress, decoration, and scent--for t.i.tmouse had a great idea of scents. As for his new watch and its brilliant gold guard-chain--ambitious reader! you should have seen them! About half-past four o'clock t.i.tmouse retired to his bedroom, and resigned himself into the hands of Mr. Twirl, the tip-top hairdresser from the Strand, whose agreeable manipulations, and still more agreeable small-talk, occupied upwards of an hour; t.i.tmouse, from time to time, giving the anxious operator abundant notice of the high quarter in which his handiwork was likely soon to be scrutinized.

"Pray-a, can you tell me," quoth t.i.tmouse, drawlingly, shortly after Twirl had commenced his operations, "how long it will take me to get from this infernal part of the town to Grosvenor Square? _Dem_ long way, isn't it, Mr. What's-your-name?"

"Grosvenor Square, sir?" said Twirl, glibly, but with a perceptible dash of deference in his tone; "why it _is_ as one might say a tolerable way off, certainly; but you can't well miss your way _there_, sir, of all places in town"----

"My coachman," interrupted t.i.tmouse, with a fine air, "of course, had I thought of it, _he_ must know, dem him, of course!"

"Oh! to be sure, sir. There's none but people of the most _highest_ rank lives in that quarter, sir. Excuse me, sir, but I've a brother-in-law that's valet to the Duke of Dunderwhistle there"----

"Indeed! How far off is that from Lord Dreddlington's?" inquired t.i.tmouse, carelessly.

"Lord Dreddlington's, sir?--Well, I never! Isn't it particular strange, if that's where you're going, sir--it's next door to the Duke's--the very next door, sir!"

"'Pon my life, is it indeed? How devilish odd!"

"Know the Earl of Dreddlington then, I presume, sir?"

"Ya-as, I should think so; he's my--my--relation, that's all; and devilish near too!"

Mr. Twirl instantly conceived a kind of reverence for the gentleman upon whom he was operating.

"Well, sir," he presently added in a still more respectful tone than before, "p'r'aps you'll think it a liberty, sir; but, do you know, I've several times had the honor of seeing his Lordship in the street at a little distance--and there's a--a family likeness between you, sir--'pon my word, sir. It struck me, directly I saw you, that you was like some _n.o.b_ I'd seen at the other end of the town." [Here t.i.tmouse experienced pleasurable sensations, similar to those said to be enjoyed by a cat when you pa.s.s your hand down its glossy coat in the right direction.]

"Will you allow me, sir, to give your hair a good brushing, sir, before I dress it? I always like to take the _greatest_ pains with the hair of my quality customers!--Do you know, sir, that I had the honor of dressing his Grace's hair for a whole fortnight together, once when my brother-in-law was ill; and though p'r'aps I oughtn't to say it, his Grace expressed the highest satisfaction at my exertions, sir."

"'Pon my life, and _I_ should say you were an uncommon good hand--I've known lots worse, I a.s.sure you; men that would have spoiled the best head of hair going, by Jove!"

"Sir, you're very kind. I a.s.sure you, sir, that to do justice to a _gent's_ hair requires an uncommon deal of practice, and a sort of _nat'ral_ talent for it besides. Lord, sir! how much depends on a gent's hair, don't it? Of two coming into a room, it makes all the difference, sir! Believe me, sir, it's no use being well-dressed, nay, nor good-looking, if as how the hair a'n't done--what I call--_correct!_"

"By Jove, I really think you're nigh about the mark," said t.i.tmouse; and after a pause, during which Mr. Twirl had been brushing away at one particular part of the head with some vehemence, "Well," he exclaimed with a sigh, ceasing for a moment his vigorous exertions--"I'm _blest_ if I can manage it, do what I will!"

"Eh? What's that? What is it?" inquired t.i.tmouse, a little alarmedly.

"Why, sir, it's what we gents, in our profession, calls a _feather_, which is the most _hobstinatest_ thing in nature."

"What's a _feather_?" quoth t.i.tmouse, rather faintly.

"You see, sir, 'tis when a small lot of hair on a gent's head _will_ stick up, do all we can to try and get it down; and (excuse me, sir,) _you've_ got a regular rattler!" t.i.tmouse put up his hand to feel, Twirl guiding it to the fatal spot; there it was, just as Twirl had described it.

"What's to be done?" murmured t.i.tmouse.

"I'm afraid, sir, you don't use our OSTRICH GREASE and RHINOCEROS MARROW, sir."

"Your _what_?" cried t.i.tmouse, apprehensively, with a dismally distinct recollection of the tragedy of the Cyanochaitanthropopoion, and the Damascus Cream, and the Tetaragmenon Abracadabra; matters which he at once mentioned to Mr. Twirl.

"Ah, it's not _my_ custom, sir," quoth Twirl, "to run down other gents'

inventions; but my real opinion is, that they're all an imposition--a rank imposition, sir. I didn't like to say it, sir; but I soon saw there had been somebody a-prac_ti_sing on your hair."

"What, is it _very_ plain?" cried t.i.tmouse, with a kind of horror, starting up and stepping to the gla.s.s.

"No, sir--not so _very_ plain; only _you've_ got, as I might say, _accustomed_ to the sight of it; but when it's properly curled, and puckered up, and frizzed about, it won't show--nor the feather neither, sir; so, by your leave, here goes, sir;" and, after about a quarter of an hour's more labor, he succeeded in parting it right down the middle of the head, bringing it out into a bold curl towards each eyebrow, and giving our friend quite a new and very fascinating appearance, even in his own eyes. And as for the color--it really was not so very marked, after all; a little purple-hued and mottled, to be sure, in parts, but not to a degree to attract the eye of a casual observer. Twirl having declared, at length, his labors completed--regarding t.i.tmouse's head with a look of proud satisfaction--t.i.tmouse paid him half a crown, and also ordered a pot of ostrich grease and of rhinoceros marrow, (the one being _suet_, the other _lard_, differently scented and colored,) and was soon left at liberty to proceed with the important duties of the toilet. It took him a good while; but in the end he was supremely successful. He wore black tights, (_i. e._ pantaloons fitting closely to his legs, and tied round his ankles with black ribbons,) silk stockings, and shoes with glittering silver buckles. His white neckerchief was tied with great elegance, not a superfluous wrinkle being visible in it. His shirt-front of lace, had two handsome diamond pins, connected together by a little delicate gold chain, glistening in the midst of it. Then he had a white waistcoat edge, next a crimson one, and lastly a glorious sky-blue satin waistcoat, spangled all over with gold flowers inwrought--and across it hung his new gold watch-guard, and his silver guard for his eyegla.s.s, producing an inconceivably fine effect. His coat was of a light brown, of exquisite cut, fitting him as closely as if he had been born in it, and with burnished bra.s.s b.u.t.tons, of sugar-loaf shape. 'Twas padded also with great judgment, and really took off more of his round-shouldered awkwardness of figure than any coat he had ever worn before. Then he had a fine white pocket-handkerchief, soaked in lavender water; and immaculate white kid gloves. Thus habited, he stood before his gla.s.s, bowing fifty different times, and adjusting his expression to various elegant forms of address. He was particularly struck with the combined effect of the two curls of his hair towards each eye, and the hair underneath his chin curved upwards on each side of his mouth in complete symmetry. I have ascertained from Mr. t.i.tmouse himself, that on this memorable occasion of his first introduction to n.o.bILITY, every item of dress and decoration was entirely new; and when at length his labors had been completed, he felt great composure of mind, and a consciousness of the decisive effect which he must needs produce upon those into whose presence he was so soon to be ushered. His "carriage" was presently announced; and after keeping it standing for a few minutes, (which he conceived to be usual with fine people,) he gently placed his hat upon his head; drew on one glove, took his little ebony cane in his hand; and, with a hurried inward prayer that he might be equal to the occasion, stepped forth from his apartment and pa.s.sed on to the gla.s.s-coach. Such a brilliant little figure, I will take upon myself to say, had never before issued, nor will perhaps ever again issue, from the Cabbage-Stalk Hotel. The waiters whom he pa.s.sed, inclined towards him with instinctive reverence. He was _very_ fine, to be sure; but who could, they justly thought, be dressed too finely that had ten thousand a-year, and was gone to dine with a lord in Grosvenor Square?

t.i.tmouse was soon on his way towards that at once desired and dreaded region. He gazed with a look of occasional pity and contempt, as he pa.s.sed along, at the plebeian pedestrians, and the lines of shops on each side of the narrow streets, till increasing indications of superior modes of existence presented themselves; and then he began to feel not a little fidgety and nervous. The streets grew wider; the squares greater; hackney-coaches (unsightly objects!) became fewer and fewer, giving place to splendid vehicles--coaches, and chariots--with one, two, and even three footmen, in elegant liveries, cl.u.s.tering behind, with long canes, c.o.c.kades, and shoulder-knots; crimson, blue, green, bear and tiger skin hammercloths, with burnished coronets and crests upon them; sleek coachmen with wigs and three-cornered hats, and horses that pawed the ground with very pride; ladies within, glistening in satin, lace, and jewels--their lords beside them, leaning back with countenances so stern and haughty; oh, by all that was grand and tremendous! t.i.tmouse felt himself getting now within the very vortex of greatness and fashion, and experienced a frequent fluttering and catching of the breath, and a sense of indefinite distressing apprehension. He was, however, now _in for it_--and there was no retreat. As he neared Grosvenor Square, he heard, ever and anon, terrific thundering noises at the doors opposite which these splendid vehicles had drawn up--as if the impatient footmen were infuriated because the doors did not fly open of themselves, at the sound of the approaching carriage-wheels. At length he entered Grosvenor Square, that "pure empyrean" of earthly greatness.

Carriages rolled calmly and haughtily past him, others dashed desperately in different directions. At each side of Lord Dreddlington's house, were carriages setting down with tremendous uproar. Mr. t.i.tmouse felt his color going, and his heart began to beat much faster than usual. 'Twas quite in vain that he "hemmed" two or three times, by way of trying to rea.s.sure himself: he felt that his hour was come; and would have been glad, at the moment, of any decent excuse for driving off home again, and putting off the evil day a little longer. Opposite the dreaded door had now drawn up Mr. t.i.tmouse's gla.s.s-coach; and the decent coachman--whose well-worn hat, and long, clean, but threadbare blue coat, and ancient-looking top-boots, bespoke their wearer's thriftiness--slowly alighting, threw the reins on his quiet horses'

backs, and gave a modest _rat-tat-tat-tat-tat_ at the door without ringing.

"What name shall I give, sir?" said he, returning to his coach, and letting down the loud clanking steps, with such a noise as seemed to indicate his desire to show the solid metal structure of them!

"t.i.tmouse--Mr. t.i.tmouse;" replied our friend, hurriedly, as the lofty door was thrown open by the corpulent porter; disclosing several footmen in light blue liveries, with silver shoulder-knots, and powdered heads, standing in the hall waiting for him.

"Mr. t.i.tmouse!" exclaimed the coachman to the servants: then, having returned to the coach--"When shall I come back for you, sir?" he inquired of his fl.u.s.tered fare.

"D-- me, sir--don't bother _me_," faltered t.i.tmouse, quitting the vehicle with great trepidation: and the next moment he was in the hands of the Philistines--the hall door was closed upon him. All his presence of mind had evaporated; the excellent lessons given him by Mr. Gammon had disappeared like breath from the surface of a mirror. Though Lord Dreddlington's servants had never before seen in the house so strange an object as poor little t.i.tmouse, they were of far too highly polished manners to appear to notice anything unusual. They silently motioned him up-stairs with a bland courteous air, he carrying his little agate-headed cane in one hand, and his new hat in the other. A gentlemanly person in a full black dress suit, opened the drawing-room door for him, with an elegant inclination, which t.i.tmouse very gracefully returned. A faint mist seemed to be in the drawing-room for a second or two, during which t.i.tmouse heard his name gently whispered by the gentleman who had introduced him; quickly clearing away, however, he beheld, at the upper end, but two figures, that of an old gentleman, and a young lady--they were, in fact, the Earl of Dreddlington and Lady Cecilia. Now--if truth must be told--that great man had not been a whit behindhand, in the matter of dress, with the little creature now trembling before him; being, in truth, full as anxious to make an effective first appearance in the eyes of Mr. t.i.tmouse, as he in those of the Earl of Dreddlington. And each had, in his way, completely succeeded. There was little or no substantial difference between them.

The Right Honorable the Earl of Dreddlington was an old experienced fool, and t.i.ttlebat t.i.tmouse a young inexperienced one. They were the same species of plant, but had grown in different soils. The one had had to struggle through a neglected existence by the dusty, hard road-side of life; the other had had all the advantage of hot-house cultivation--its roots striking deep into, and thriving upon, the rich manure of sycophancy and adulation!--We have seen how anxious was our little friend to appear as became the occasion, before his great kinsman; who in his turn had several times during the day exulted secretly in the antic.i.p.ation of the impression which must be produced upon the mind of t.i.tmouse by the sudden display, in the earl's person, of the sublimest distinctions which society can bestow, short of royalty. It had once or twice occurred to the earl, whether he could find any fair excuse for appearing in his full general's uniform; but on maturer reflection, governed by that simplicity and severity of taste which ever distinguished him, he had abandoned that idea, and appeared in a plain blue coat, white waistcoat, and black knee-breeches. But on his left breast glittered one or two foreign orders, and across his waistcoat was the broad red ribbon of the Bath. His hair was white and fine; his cold blue eye and haughty lip gave him an expression of severe dignity: and he stood erect as an arrow. Lady Cecilia reclined on the sofa, with an air of languor and _ennui_ which had become habitual to her; and was dressed in glistening white satin, with a necklace of large and very beautiful pearls. The earl was standing in an att.i.tude of easy grace to receive his guest, as to whose personal appearance, by the way, he was quite in the dark--Mr. t.i.tmouse might be a great or a little man, and forward or bashful; and require a corresponding demeanor and address on the part of the earl. "Gracious Powers!" he involuntarily exclaimed to himself, the instant his eye caught sight of t.i.tmouse, who approached slowly, making profound and formal obeisances. The earl stood rooted to the spot which he had occupied when t.i.tmouse entered. If his servants had turned an ape into the drawing-room, his Lordship could scarcely have felt or exhibited greater amazement than he now experienced, for a moment. "Ah, Heavens!" thought he, "what a fool have we here? what creature is this?" Then it flashed across his mind;--"May this be THE FUTURE LORD DRELINCOURT?" He was on the point of recoiling from his suddenly-discovered kinsman in dismay, (as for Lady Cecilia, she gazed at him, through her gla.s.s, in silent horror, after a faint exclamation, on his first becoming visible, of "Gracious! Papa!") when his habitual self-command came to his a.s.sistance; and, advancing very slowly a step or two towards t.i.tmouse--who, after a hurried glance around him, saw no place to deposit his hat and cane upon except the floor, on which he accordingly dropped them--the earl extended his hand, slightly compressed the tips of t.i.tmouse's fingers, and bowed courteously, but with infinite concern in his features.

"I am happy, Mr. t.i.tmouse, to make your acquaintance," said the earl, slowly--"Sir, I have the honor to present you to my daughter, the Lady Cecilia." t.i.tmouse, who by this time had got into a sort of cold sweat--a condition from which the earl was really not _very_ far removed--made a very profound and formal bow, (he had been taking lessons from a posture-master to one of the theatres,) first to the earl, and then to Lady Cecilia, who rose about two inches from the sofa, with an almost audible sigh, and then sank again upon it, without removing her eyes from the figure of t.i.tmouse, who went on bowing, first to the one and then to the other, till the earl had engaged him in conversation.

"It gives me pleasure, sir, to see that you are punctual in your engagements. I am so too, sir; and owe to it no small portion of any success which I may have had in life. Punctuality, sir, in small matters, leads to punctuality in great matters." This was said very deliberately, and with a sort of freezing grandeur.

"Oh yes, my Lord! quite so, your Lordship," stammered t.i.tmouse, suddenly recollecting a part of Gammon's instructions; "to be sure--wouldn't have been behind time, your Lordship, for a minute, my Lord; uncommon bad manners, if it please your Lordship"----

"Will you be seated, sir?" interrupted the earl, dignifiedly motioning him to a chair, and then sitting down beside him; after which his Lordship seemed, for a second or two, to forget himself; staring in silence at t.i.tmouse, and then in consternation at Lady Cecilia. "I--I--"

said he, suddenly recollecting himself, "beg your par--sir, I mean--I congratulate you upon--your recent success. Sir, it must have been rather a surprise to you?"

"Oh yes, sir--my Lord, most uncommon, may it please your Lordship--particular--but _right is right_--please your Lordship"----

["Oh Heavens! merciful Heavens! How horrid is all this! Am I awake or only dreaming? 'Tis an idiot--and what's worse, a vulgar idiot! _And this thing may become Lord Drelincourt!_" This was what was pa.s.sing through Lord Dreddlington's mind, while his troubled eye was fixed upon t.i.tmouse.]

"It is, indeed, Mr. t.i.tmouse," replied his Lordship, "very true, sir; what you say is correct. Quite so; exactly." His eye was fixed on t.i.tmouse, but his words were uttered, as it were, mechanically, and in a musing manner. It flitted for a moment across his mind, whether he should ring the bell, and order the servant to show out of the house the fearful imp which had just been shown into it; but at that critical moment he detected poor t.i.tmouse's eye fixed with a kind of reverent intensity upon his Lordship's glittering orders. 'Twas a lucky look, that, for t.i.tmouse, since it began to melt away the ice which was beginning to incrust the little heart of his august relative. 'Twas evident that the poor young man had not been accustomed to society, thought the earl, with an approach towards the compa.s.sionate mood. He was frightfully dressed, to be sure; and as for his speech, he was manifestly overawed by the Presence in which he found himself; [that thought melted a little more of the ice.] Yet, was it not evident that he had _some_ latent power of appreciating real distinction, when he beheld it? [his Lordship's little heart here lost _all_ the ice which had begun so suddenly to collect round it.] And again;--he has actually thrust out the intolerable Aubrey, and is now lawful owner of Yatton--of TEN THOUSAND A-YEAR----

"Did you see the review, to-day, sir?" inquired the earl, rather blandly--"His Majesty was there, sir, and seemed to enjoy the scene."

t.i.tmouse, with a timid air, said that he had not seen it, as he had been at a boatrace upon the river; and after a few more general observations--"Will you permit me, sir? It is from A QUARTER requiring the highest--a-hem!" said the earl, as a note was brought him, which he immediately opened and read. Lady Cecilia, also, appearing to be reading, t.i.tmouse had a moment's breathing time and interval of relief.

What would he have given, he thought, for some other person, or several persons, to come in and divide the attention--the intolerably oppressive attention of the two august individuals then before him! He seized the opportunity to cast a furtive glance around the room. It opened into a second, which opened into a third: how s.p.a.cious, each, and lofty! And glittering gla.s.s chandeliers in each! What chimney and pier gla.s.ses!

What rich flowered satin curtains--they must have cost twelve or fourteen shillings a-yard at least!--The carpets, of the finest Brussels--and they felt like velvet to the feet;--then the brackets, of marble and gold, with snowy statues and vases glistening upon each; chairs so delicate, and gilded all over--he almost feared to sit down on them. What would the Quirks and Tag-rags think of this! Faugh--only to think for a moment of Alibi House and Satin Lodge!--Then there was the Lady Cecilia--a lady of high rank! How rich her dress--and how haughtily beautiful she looked as she reclined upon the sofa! [she was in fact busy conning over the new opera, which was to come out the next evening.] And the Earl of Dreddlington--there he was, reading, doubtless, some letter from the king or one of the royal family--a man of great rank--resplendent in his decorations--all just according to what he had seen in pictures, and heard and read of--what must that red ribbon have cost? Ay, indeed, poor Lord Dreddlington, it had cost you the labor of half a life of steadfast sycophancy, of watchful manuvring, and desperate exertion! And at last, the minister tossed it to you in a moment of disgust and despair--mortally perplexed by the conflicting claims of two sulky dukes and a querulous old marquis, each of whom threatened to withdraw his "_influence and support_," if his _rival's_ claims were preferred! He had never seen any of such a breadth.--It must have been manufactured on purpose for the earl! How white were his hands! And he had an antique ma.s.sive signet-ring on his forefinger, and two glittering rings at least on each of his little fingers--positively t.i.tmouse at length began to regard him almost as a G.o.d:--and yet the amazing thought occurred that this august being was allied to him by the ties of relationship! Such were the thoughts and reflections pa.s.sing through the mind of t.i.tmouse, during the time that Lord Dreddlington was engaged in reading his letter--and afterwards during the brief intervals which elapsed between the various observations addressed to him by his Lordship.

The gentleman in black at length entered the room, and advancing slowly and noiselessly towards the earl, said in a gentlemanlike manner, "Dinner, my Lord;" and retired. Into what new scenes of splendid embarra.s.sment was this the signal for Mr. t.i.tmouse's introduction?

thought our friend, and trembled.

"Mr. t.i.tmouse, will you give your arm to the Lady Cecilia?" said the earl, motioning him to the sofa. Up jumped t.i.tmouse, and approached hastily the rec.u.mbent beauty; who languidly arose, arranged her train with one hand, and with the other, having drawn on her glove, just barely touched the proffered arm of t.i.tmouse, extended towards her at a very acute angle, and at right angles with his own body--stammering, "Honor to take your Ladyship--uncommon proud--this way, my Lady." Lady Cecilia took no more notice of him than if he had been a dumb waiter; walking beside him in silence--the earl following. To think that a n.o.bleman of high rank was walking _behind_ him!

Would to heaven, thought the embarra.s.sed t.i.tmouse, that he had two fronts, one for the earl behind, and the other to be turned full towards Lady Cecilia! The tall servants, powdered and in light blue liveries, stood like a guard of honor around the dining-room door. That room was extensive and lofty: what a solitary sort of state were they about to dine in! t.i.tmouse felt cold, though it was summer; and trembled as he followed, rather than led, his haughty partner to her seat; and then was motioned into his own by the earl, himself sitting down opposite an antique silver soup tureen! A servant stood behind Lady Cecilia; another behind t.i.tmouse; and a third on the left of the earl; while on his right, between his Lordship and the glistening sideboard, stood a portly gentleman in black, with a bald head and--t.i.tmouse thought--a somewhat haughty countenance. Though t.i.tmouse had touched nothing since breakfast, he felt not the slightest inclination to eat, and would have given the world to have dared to say as much, and be at once relieved from a vast deal of anxiety. Is it indeed easy to conceive of a fellow-creature in a state of more complete thraldom, at that moment, than poor little t.i.tmouse? A little animal under the suddenly exhausted receiver of an air-pump, or a fish just plucked out of its own element, and flung gasping and struggling upon the gra.s.s, may serve to a.s.sist your conceptions of the position and sufferings of Mr. t.i.tmouse. The earl, who was on the look-out for it, observed his condition with secret but complete satisfaction; here he beheld the legitimate effect of rank and state upon the human mind. t.i.tmouse got through the soup--of which about half a dozen spoonfuls only were put into his plate--pretty fairly. Anywhere else than at Lord Dreddlington's, t.i.tmouse would have thought it poor, thin, watery stuff, with a few green things chopped up and swimming in it; but now he perceived that it had a sort of superior flavor. How some red mullet, enclosed in paper, puzzled poor t.i.tmouse, is best known to himself.

"The Lady Cecilia will take wine with you, Mr. t.i.tmouse, I dare say, by-and-by," observed the earl, blandly; and in a moment's time, but with perfect deliberation, the servants poured wine into the two gla.s.ses.

"Your Ladyship's health, my Lady"--faltered t.i.tmouse. She slightly bowed, and a faint smile glimmered at the corners of her mouth--but un.o.bserved by t.i.tmouse.

"I think you said, Mr. t.i.tmouse," quoth the earl, some time afterwards, "that you had not yet taken possession of Yatton?"

"No, my Lord; but I go down the day after to-morrow--quite--if I may say it, my Lord--quite in style"--answered t.i.tmouse, with humble and hesitating jocularity of manner.