The devotion of Mr. Sheridan to the Dean of Winchester's daughter, Miss Esther Jane Ogle-or 'the irresistible Ogle,' as she was toasted at the Kit-cat-was now a circumstance to be assumed in the polite world of London. As a result, when the parliamentarian followed her into Scotland, in the spring of 1795, people only shrugged.
'Because it proves that misery loves company,' was Mr. Fox's observation at Wattier's, hard upon two in the morning. 'Poor Sherry, as an inconsolable widower, must naturally have some one to share his grief. He perfectly comprehends that no one will lament the death of his wife more fervently than her successor.'
In London Mr. Fox thus worded his interpretation of the matter; and spoke, oddly enough, at the very moment that in Edinburgh Mr. Sheridan returned to his lodgings in Abercromby Place, deep in the reminiscences of a fortunate evening at cards. In consequence, Mr. Sheridan entered the room so quietly that the young man who was employed in turning over the contents of the top bureau-drawer was taken unprepared.
But in the marauder's nature, as far as resolution went, was little lacking. 'Silence!' he ordered, and with the mandate a pistol was leveled upon the representative for the borough of Stafford. 'One cry for help, and you perish like a dog. I warn you that I am a desperate man.'
'Now, even at a hazard of discourtesy, I must make bold to question your statement,' said Mr. Sheridan, 'although, indeed, it is not so much the recklessness as the masculinity which I dare call into dispute.'
He continued, in his best parliamentary manner, a happy blending of reproach, omniscience and pardon. 'Only two months ago,' said Mr. Sheridan, 'I was so fortunate as to encounter a lady who, alike through the attractions of her person and the sprightliness of her conversation, convinced me I was on the road to fall in love after the high fashion of a popular romance. I accordingly make her a declaration. I am rejected. I besiege her with the customary artillery of sonnets, bouquets, serenades, bonbons, theater-tickets and threats of suicide. In fine, I contract the habit of proposing to Miss Ogle on every Wednesday; and so strong is my infatuation that I follow her as far into the north as Edinburgh in order to secure my eleventh rejection at half-past ten last evening.'
'I fail to understand,' remarked the burglar, 'how all this prolix account of your amours can possibly concern me.'
'You are at least somewhat involved in the deplorable climax,' Mr. Sheridan returned. 'For behold! at two in the morning I discover the object of my adoration and the daughter of an estimable prelate, most calumniously clad and busily employed in rumpling my supply of cravats. If ever any lover was thrust into a more ambiguous position, madam, historians have touched on his dilemma with marked reticence.'
He saw-and he admired-the flush which mounted to his visitor's brow. And then, 'I must concede that appearances are against me, Mr. Sheridan,' the beautiful intruder said. 'And I hasten to protest that my presence in your apartments at this hour is prompted by no unworthy motive. I merely came to steal the famous diamond which you brought from London -the Honor of Eiran.'
'Incomparable Esther Jane,' ran Mr. Sheridan's answer, 'that stone is now part of a brooch which was this afternoon returned to my cousin's, the Earl of Eiran's, hunting-lodge near Melrose. He intends the gem which you are vainly seeking among my haberdashery to be the adornment of his promised bride in the ensuing June. I confess to no overwhelming admiration as concerns this raucous if meritorious young person; and will even concede that the thought of her becoming my kinswoman rouses in me an inevitable distaste, no less attributable to the discord of her features than to the source of her eligibility to disfigure the peerage-that being her father's lucrative transactions in Pork, which I find indigestible in any form.'
'A truce to paltering!' Miss Ogle cried. 'That jewel was stolen from the temple at Moorshedabad, by the Earl of Eiran's grandfather, during the confusion necessarily attendant on the glorious battle of Plassy.' She laid down the pistol, and resumed in milder tones: 'From an age-long existence as the left eye of Ganesh it was thus converted into the loot of an invader. To restore this diamond to its lawful, although no doubt polygamous and inefficiently-attired proprietors is at this date impossible. But, oh! what claim have you to its possession?'
'Why, none whatever,' said the parliamentarian; 'and to contend as much would be the apex of unreason. For this diamond belongs, of course, to my cousin the Earl of Eiran-'
'As a thief's legacy!' She spoke with signs of irritation.
'Eh, eh, you go too fast! Eiran, to do him justice, is not a graduate in peculation. At worst, he is only the sort of fool one's cousins ordinarily are.'
The trousered lady walked to and fro for a while, with the impatience of a caged lioness. 'I perceive I must go more deeply into matters,' Miss Ogle remarked, and, with that habitual gesture which he fondly recognized, brushed back a straying lock of hair. 'In any event,' she continued, 'you cannot with reason deny that the world's wealth is inequitably distributed?'
'Madam,' Mr. Sheridan returned, 'as a member of Parliament, I have necessarily made it a rule never to understand political economy. It is as apt as not to prove you are selling your vote to the wrong side of the House, and that hurts one's conscience.'
'Ah, that is because you are a man. Men are not practical. None of you has ever dared to insist on his opinion about anything until he had secured the cowardly corroboration of a fact or so to endorse him. It is a pity. Yet, since through no fault of yours your sex is invariably misled by its hallucinations as to the importance of being rational, I will refrain from logic and statistics. In a word, I simply inform you that I am a member of the League of Philanthropic Larcenists.'
'I had not previously heard of this organization,' said Mr. Sheridan, and not without suspecting his response to be a masterpiece in the inadequate.
'Our object is the benefit of society at large,' Miss Ogle explained; 'and our obstacles so far have been, in chief, the fetish of proprietary rights and the ubiquity of the police.'
And with that she seated herself and told him of the league's inception by a handful of reflective persons, admirers of Rousseau and converts to his tenets, who were resolved to better the circumstances of the indigent. With amiable ardor Miss Ogle explained how from the petit larcenies of charity-balls and personally solicited subscriptions the league had mounted to an ampler field of depredation; and through what means it now took toll from every form of wealth unrighteously acquired. Divertingly she described her personal experiences in the separation of usurers, thieves, financiers, hereditary noblemen, popular authors, and other social parasites, from the ill-got profits of their disreputable vocations. And her account of how, on the preceding Tuesday, she, single- handed, had robbed Sir Alexander McRae-who then enjoyed a fortune and an enviable reputation for philanthropy, thanks to the combination of glucose, vitriol and other chemicals which he prepared under the humorous pretext of manufacturing beer-wrung high encomiums from Mr. Sheridan.
'The proceeds of these endeavors,' Miss Ogle added, 'are conscientiously devoted to ameliorating the condition of meritorious paupers. I would be happy to submit to you our annual report. Then you may judge for yourself how many families we have snatched from the depths of poverty and habitual intoxication to the comparative comfort of a vine-embowered cottage.'
Mr. Sheridan replied: 'I have not ever known of any case where adoration needed an affidavit for foundation. Oh, no, incomparable Esther Jane! I am not in a position to be solaced by the reports of a corresponding secretary. I gave my heart long since; to-night I fling my confidence into the bargain; and am resolved to serve wholeheartedly the cause to which you are devoted. In consequence, I venture to propose my name for membership in the enterprise you advocate and indescribably adorn.'
Miss Ogle was all one blush, such was the fervor of his utterance. 'But first you must win your spurs, Mr.
