United States -- Social life and customs -- 19th century -- Fiction
"Yes; and in the very act of asking him to explain to you, his judge,
you have assured him from the bench that the court believes an
explanation impossible."
"Have I? Let me see."
After looking at the letter again he resumed:
"I believe you are right about that; I will rewrite the letter, omitting
the objectionable clause. Is that all Sudie?"
"Perhaps when you come to rewrite the letter you will see that its tone
is as unjust as any words could possibly be. It seems so to me."
"Let me try my hand again, daughter. Keep your seat please while I write
a new letter instead of rewriting the old one."
"There. How will that do?" he asked, as he handed the young woman this
hastily-written note.
"MY DEAR ROBERT: We have just been hearing some news of you, which
I trust you will be able to contradict or explain. It is that you
have failed to keep your promise in the matter of your indebtedness
to Major Pagebrook, and that you have not even offered a word by
way of apology or explanation. The peculiar relations in which you
now stand to my family justify me, I think, in asking you to
explain a matter which, unexplained, must reflect upon your
character as an honorable man. Please write to me by return mail."
"That is more like you, Uncle Carter. But I am sorry to find that you
are convinced, in advance, of Robert's guilt. You propose to sit in
judgment upon his case, and a court should not only appear but be free
from bias."
"Why, my daughter, I can hardly see how there can be any possible excuse
in a case like this. You cannot deny that both facts and appearances are
against him."
"I doubt whether we have the facts yet, Uncle Carter. Aside from my
knowledge of Cous--of Sarah Ann Pagebrook's general character, I saw
her do a dishonorable thing once. I saw her open and read a letter which
was not addressed to her, and I have no faith whatever in her, or in any
statement which comes from her or through her."
Colonel Barksdale was probably not sorry that the conversation was
interrupted at this point by the entrance of a servant announcing a
client. He felt that it would be idle to argue with Sudie in a matter in
which her feelings were strongly enlisted, and he felt that in calling
Robert to an account he was doing a simple duty. He was, therefore,
rather pleased than otherwise to have an accident terminate a
conversation which did not promise to terminate itself agreeably.
Miss Sudie went to her room and wrote to Robert on her own account. I am
not at liberty to print her letter here, as I should greatly like to do,
but the reader will readily guess its general nature. She told Robert in
detail everything that had been said concerning him that day. She told
him of her uncle's anger, and of the probability that everybody would
believe him guilty if he failed to establish his innocence; but she
assured him that she, at least, had no idea of doubting him for a
moment.
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