A Minion of the Moon: A Romance of the King's HighwaySpeight, T. W. (Thomas Wilkinson)
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A Minion of the Moon: A Romance of the King's Highway
Speight, T. W. (Thomas Wilkinson)
Brigands and robbers -- Fiction; England -- Fiction; English fiction -- 19th century
She had risen while speaking, and now, after the slightest possible
bow to Sir James and the others, she moved with her proudest and most
dignified air towards the door, which Andry hastened to open for her,
and so went her way, to the great relief of everybody there.
"Well, that caps everything!" ejaculated Mr. Staniforth. "A sweet
temper to live with, eh, Jimmy?"
"Ay, but think of all the woman has lost, and by a turn of fortune's
wheel the like of which I never heard tell of. No wonder she's put
about; in her place who wouldn't be? Not but what, mind you, I
consider the will a most unjust one, and I can't say I'm anything but
glad that things have turned out as they have."
Mr. Delafosse had sat through the proceedings as mum as a mouse. He
had all a collector's selfishness, and although he told himself how
glad he was that, despite his late friend's unjust will, the rightful
heir would succeed to the property, he could not help being very
sorrowful on his own account. Under the changed circumstances of the
case not a coin, not a medal, not a curio of any kind would come to
him; and there were so many things in his friend's collection which
his soul coveted! It was very, very sad, but there was no help for it.
When the others were gone Mr. Piljoy and Nell had a little
confidential talk together.
"Never in the whole of my professional experience have I been so
perplexed and mystified as by the events of this afternoon," said the
lawyer. "I can't make head or tail of 'em, and that's a fact. Of
course, when I get back I shall question Tew very closely about all
that took place at the signing of the will, but I must say that I have
very little hope of his being able to throw any fresh light on the
affair. It's just as if we had all been made the victims of a
conjurer's trick. Not but what, Miss Nell, I'm more than pleased at
the way things have turned out, and I don't mind confessing to you
that I was strongly opposed to the will as it stands, and went as far
as I dared in the endeavor to persuade your uncle not to disinherit
his grandson _in toto_. But you know the kind of man he was, how
obstinate, and how utterly opposed to any suggestions from others
which ran counter to his own views; indeed, he would hardly listen to
me, and ended by telling me with an oath to mind my own business. On
one point only do I feel sorry. If no other will turns up, of which I
fail to see any likelihood, you, my dear Miss Nell, will be left out
in the cold, for in that case, as I have remarked already, the son of
Richard Cortelyon becomes the sole heir and legatee."
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