, one bellowed another; I fled to Lord Chester, he did not heed me.
I took refuge with the marchioness; she was as sullen as an east wind
could make her. Lady Harriett would talk of nothing but the horses: Sir
Lionel would not talk at all. I was in the lowest pit of despondency,
and the devils that kept me there were as blue as Lady Chester's nose.
Silent, sad, sorrowful, and sulky, I rode away from the crowd, and
moralized on its vicious propensities. One grows marvellously honest
when the species of cheating before us is not suited to one's self.
Fortunately, my better angel reminded me, that about the distance of
three miles from the course lived an old college friend, blessed, since
we had met, with a parsonage and a wife. I knew his tastes too well to
imagine that any allurement of an equestrian nature could have seduced
him from the ease of his library and the dignity of his books; and
hoping, therefore, that I should find him at home, I turned my horse's
head in an opposite direction, and rejoiced at the idea of my escape,
bade adieu to the course.
As I cantered across the far end of the heath, my horse started from an
object upon the ground; it was a man wrapped from head to foot in a
long horseman's cloak, and so well guarded as to the face, from the
raw inclemency of the day, that I could not catch even a glimpse of the
features, through the hat and neck-shawl which concealed them. The
head was turned, with apparent anxiety, towards the distant throng; and
imagining the man belonging to the lower orders, with whom I am always
familiar, I addressed to him, en passant, some trifling remark on the
event of the race. He made no answer. There was something about him
which induced me to look back several moments after I had left
him behind. He had not moved an atom. There is such a certain
uncomfortableness always occasioned to the mind by stillness and mystery
united, that even the disguising garb, and motionless silence of the
man, innocent as I thought they must have been, impressed themselves
disagreeably on my meditations as I rode briskly on.
It is my maxim never to be unpleasantly employed, even in thought, if
I can help it; accordingly, I changed the course of my reflection, and
amused myself with wondering how matrimony and clerical dignity sat on
the indolent shoulders of my old acquaintance.
CHAPTER LXIII.
And as for me, tho' that I can but lite On bookes for to read I me
delight, And to hem
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