Джорджетт Хейер - The Foundling

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A diffident young man of 24 years, easily pushed around by his overprotective uncle and the retinue of devoted family retainers who won't let him lift a finger for himself, the Duke sometimes wishes he could be a commoner. One day he decides to set out to discover whether he is "a man, or only a Duke."
Beginning with an incognito journey into the countryside to confront a blackmailer, he encounters a runaway school boy, a beautiful but airheaded orphan, one of literature's most appealing and well-spoken comic villains, and a series of alarming and even life threatening events from which he can extricate himself only with the help of his shy and lovely fiancé…

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“Tom, Tom, you are going too fast for me! What has the chaise to do with it?”

“Oh, yes! Well, the landlady cajoled Belinda to go with her into a parlour at the back of the house, because she said she would be more comfortable there, and then I wrote a letter in the sort of way I thought very likely Belinda would. I wrote that you had come for her, sir, and would give her a better gown than the one in Milsom Street, and so she was going to London with you instead. And I put in that she was very much obliged to him, because I thought she would say that, to be civil. And then I went out into the road to wait, and after an age the beau drove up in a post-chaise-and-four, and jumped down, and I went up to him, and asked him in the sort of voice a stable-boy would if he was Lord Gaywood, which Belinda said he was. And he said yes, so I gave him the note, and said a young lady with yellow curls had given me a shilling to do so. And, oh, sir, I do think it was the most first-rate lark I’ve ever kicked up, for he flew into the deuce of a passion, and he looked as though he would like to murder someone! And he asked what horses were you driving, and I could see it was you he wanted to murder, so I said gray ones, like I told you, because there was a chaise with four splendid grays, and yellow wheels, and they were famous steppers, so that I should think he will not easily catch them, and so you will have time to fetch Belinda, and be off before he can come back. For he set off after the other chaise in a twinkling, sir, and told the post-boys they should have double fees if they caught up with it. Sir, are you pleased with me?”

“Tom, I am delighted with you!” the Duke assured him. “My only regret is that I cannot see Gaywood’s face when he does overtake that yellow-wheeled chaise! When you come to stay with me in London, you shall go to all the theatres, and the wild beast shows, and to Vauxhall, to see the fireworks, and anything else you may happen to have set your heart on! I am eternally obliged to you and if my uncle should hear about the sheep, you may tell him that I told you to shoot it! Will you do one thing more for me?”

“I should think I would!” asseverated Tom, dazed by the thought of the treats in store for him.

“Then ride back to Cheyney now, and tell them that I am coming out to dine there, and may be a little late, so that they will please to set dinner back. Don’t tell anyone of this adventure!” He saw a slightly chagrined look on Tom’s face, and smiled. “Well, only tell Captain Ware!” he amended. “You will find him there, you know.”

It was plain that the prospect of again meeting this heroic personage was a lure Tom found hard to withstand. But he set his jaw, and said staunchly: “No! I shall come with you, sir, in case the beau should have returned!”

The Duke laughed. “Thank you, Tom, but even if he has returned I don’t think I stand in need of protection!”

“Yes, but you don’t know, sir,” said Tom earnestly. “He is much bigger than you are, and in such a temper beside!”

“My dear Tom, I know him very well indeed, and I assure you I am not afraid of him! Indeed, you must go back to Cheyney, or your papa will be in what you call one of his fusses, and that might end painfully for you, you know! Be off with you, and don’t forget to tell them that I am coming to dine there!”

He succeeded in getting rid of his young friend, and having seen him mount, and ride off, turned to his waiting chaise, and directed the astonished postilions to drive him to the George inn, on the London road. They exchanged speaking glances, but it was not for them to question the eccentricities of the Quality, and if the Duke chose to be driven a distance of little more than a mile in a chaise-and-four no doubt he would grease their palms handsomely.

The Duke found Belinda waiting patiently in a small parlour at the George, her bandboxes at her feet. She was surprised to see him, but not in the least chagrined. She said: “Oh, sir, Lord Gaywood is such a very kind gentleman, and he is going to set me up in style in London, and give me that gown I saw in Milsom Street, and drive me in a chaise-and-four!”

“Lord Gaywood is deceiving you, Belinda,” he said. “He will do none of these things. You know, it is very bad of you to have run away with him. Didn’t I warn you that you must not go with strange gentlemen, however kind they may seem to be?”

“Oh, yes, sir, but indeed I thought of you, and how you told me it was a take-in!” Belinda explained. “And this time I did just what you would like, for I said I wouldn’t go to London if he did not give me that lovely purple dress first! And he has gone to Milsom Street to buy it, so you see that he is a kind gentleman, after all!”

“Belinda,” he said gravely, taking her hands, and holding them, “do you like Lord Gaywood better than Mr. Mudgley?”

“Oh, no/” she cried, the ready tears springing to her eyes. “But you cannot find Mr. Mudgley, and Lady Ampleforth boxed my ears, and I was very unhappy in that house. And Lord Gaywood said he would take care of me, and no one should be angry with me!”

“But I have found Mr. Mudgley” he said gently.

Her tears ceased to flow abruptly; she stared at him with her eyes very wide open.

“I promised that I would bring you to him. He wants you very much, and his mother does too. Which is it to be, Belinda?—a purple gown, or Mr. Mudgley?”

“Will you take me now! ” Belinda asked urgently, her cheeks softly flushed. “Oh, please, will you take me now?”

“Yes, I’ll take you now,” the Duke replied, absurdly relieved at this instant decision. He added, feeling that her sacrifice deserved reward: “In a chaise-and-four!”

She clapped her hands in delight, saying that Mr. Mudgley would not be able to believe his eyes when he saw her drive up in such an equipage. The Duke, trying not to feel disappointed at this naive remark, led her out to the chaise, and handed her up into it. He found a nervous, and considerably bewildered landlady hovering beside him, and turned to her, “If the gentleman who escorted this lady to your house should return presently,” he said, “will you be so good as to give him a message for me?”

“Yes, sir,” she said doubtfully. “That is—”

“Tell him, if you please,” continued the Duke, “that the Duke of Sale thanks him for his letter, but does not need any assistance from him in the management of his affairs!”

Chapter XXVI

the Duke drove Belinda to the Christopher, and installed her in his parlour there while he dashed off one of his scrawls to his betrothed. It had occurred to him that he had told Mr. Mudgley that Lady Harriet would bring Belinda to him. To drive her to Furze Farm a day earlier than could have been expected, and without Lady Harriet, might, he felt, reawaken the mistrust he had been at such pains to allay in Mr. Mudgley’s breast. So he begged his Harriet to prevail upon the Dowager to allow her to go with him, and to dine afterwards at Cheyney, offering as sops to that erratic old lady’s possible scruples the presence of Lord Lionel at Cheyney, a promise to escort Harriet back to Laura Place at a seemly hour and a reminder that there would be moonlight. He sent this missive off by the hand of his footman, and having assured himself that his elusive charge had no immediate thought of wandering away again, went into his bedchamber to change his dress.

Nettlebed, upon learning of the projected dinner-party, did his best to persuade him into knee-breeches, but he was not really surprised when the Duke said that he should wear pantaloons and Hessians, and, for the first time in his long association with the Duke, bowed to this decree without either grumbling, or reminding his master that Lord Lionel always wore knee-breeches in the evening.

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