Guy Wetmore Carryl,
The Lieutenant-Governor — Chapter VII. The Mirage of Power
(1903)
“ Rathbawne suddenly left his daughter’s side, and in three steps was directly before the Lieutenant-Governor. As he interrupted him, his fingers closed upon the lapels of the other’s coat, and he punctuated his words with little tugs at these, his knuckles coming together with tiny muffled thuds. He spoke with a gravity that was vibrant with suppressed anger and slow with sincere regret.“My boy,” he said, “it’s not a gracious thing to do to spoil an enthusiasm like yours, but don’t deceive yourself. ”
