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It
was
a
brilliant
scene
enough
--
but
,
without
doubt
,
the
most
brilliant
personage
there
was
Rimânez
.
I
was
fairly
startled
at
the
stately
and
fascinating
figure
he
made
in
his
court
suit
of
black
velvet
and
steel
ornaments
;
accustomed
as
I
was
to
his
good
looks
,
I
had
never
seen
them
so
enhanced
by
dress
as
on
this
occasion
.
I
had
been
tolerably
well
satisfied
with
my
own
appearance
in
the
regulation
costume
till
I
saw
him
;
then
my
personal
vanity
suffered
a
decided
shock
,
and
I
realized
that
I
merely
served
as
a
foil
to
show
off
and
accentuate
the
superior
attractions
of
my
friend
.
But
I
was
not
envious
of
him
in
any
way
--
on
the
contrary
I
openly
expressed
the
admiration
I
frankly
felt
.
He
seemed
amused
.
"
My
dear
boy
,
it
is
all
flunkeydom
;
"
he
said
--
"
All
sham
and
humbug
.
Look
at
this
--
"
and
he
drew
his
light
court
rapier
from
its
sheath
--
"
There
is
no
real
use
in
this
flimsy
blade
--
it
is
merely
an
emblem
of
dead
chivalry
.
In
old
times
,
if
a
man
insulted
you
,
or
insulted
a
woman
you
admired
,
out
flashed
a
shining
point
of
tempered
Toledo
steel
that
could
lunge
--
so
!
"
and
he
threw
himself
into
a
fencing
attitude
of
incomparable
grace
and
ease
--
"
and
you
pricked
the
blackguard
neatly
through
the
ribs
or
arm
and
gave
him
cause
to
remember
you
.
But
now
--
"
and
he
thrust
the
rapier
back
in
its
place
--
"
men
carry
toys
like
these
as
a
melancholy
sign
to
show
what
bold
fellows
they
were
once
,
and
what
spiritless
cravens
they
are
now
--
relying
no
more
on
themselves
for
protection
,
but
content
to
go
about
yelling
'
Police
!
Police
!
'
at
the
least
threat
of
injury
to
their
worthless
persons
.
Come
,
it
's
time
we
started
,
Geoffrey
!
--
let
us
go
and
bow
our
heads
before
another
human
unit
formed
precisely
like
ourselves
,
and
so
act
in
defiance
of
Death
and
the
Deity
,
who
declare
all
men
to
be
equal
!
"
We
entered
our
carriage
and
were
soon
on
our
way
to
St
James
's
Palace
.
"
His
Royal
Highness
the
Prince
of
Wales
is
not
exactly
the
Creator
of
the
universe
;
"
--
said
Lucio
suddenly
,
looking
out
of
the
window
as
we
approached
the
line
of
soldiery
on
guard
outside
.
"
Why
no
!
"
I
answered
laughing
--
"
What
do
you
say
that
for
?
"
"
Because
there
is
as
much
fuss
about
him
as
if
he
were
--
in
fact
,
more
.
The
Creator
does
not
get
half
as
much
attention
bestowed
upon
Him
as
Albert
Edward
.
We
never
attire
ourselves
in
any
special
way
for
entering
the
presence
of
God
;
we
do
n't
put
so
much
as
a
clean
mind
on
.
"
"
But
then
,
"
--
I
said
indifferently
--
"
God
is
non
est
--
and
Albert
Edward
is
est.
"
He
smiled
--
and
his
eyes
had
a
scornful
gleam
in
their
dark
centres
.
"
That
is
your
opinion
?
"
he
queried
--
"
Well
,
it
is
not
original
--
many
choice
spirits
share
it
with
you
.
