462 DEATH OF LORD GEORGE BENTINCK. 



Cold, proud, and reserved as he often appeared, 

 never was there a warmer and more sympathetic 

 heart than beat in his breast. 



The body was moved from Welbeck to Harcourt 

 House, Cavendish Square, and, a week after Lord 

 George's death, was laid in the family vault of the 

 Bentincks, under the communion table of what is 

 now a Chapel of Ease to the Parish Church of St 

 Marylebone. The building in question, which looks 

 like an old brick barn, is situated in High Street, 

 Marylebone, just behind the house in which Charles 

 Dickens and his wife parted company for ever. 

 Scores of jDedestrians since that day have passed to 

 and fro under the east window of that dingy little 

 chapel in utter unconsciousness that under their feet 

 there lies all that was mortal of the greatest racing 

 man that ever lived. For many years no monument 

 was raised to the memory of Lord George. Seven 

 years ago, however, his sister, the late Viscountess 

 Ossington, caused two slabs of marble to be fixed 

 inside the east wall of the chapel in which the 

 remains of her ancestors mingle with those of her 

 favourite brother in one common repose. On a 

 dark and drizzling day Lord George's two brothers, 

 the Marquis of Titchfield and Lord Henry Caven- 

 dish Bentinck, followed their brother's honoured 

 body to the tomb. Their father, the venerable 

 Duke of Portland, then in his eighty-first year, 

 was too feeble to attend the sad ceremony. One, 

 however, was present who has himself long since 



