Boardinghouses -- Juvenile fiction; London (England) -- Juvenile fiction; Love stories; Mothers and daughters -- Juvenile fiction
"I want to tell you now that if I could stay I would; that it is very
great pain to me to go away. I think it is due to you that I should
give you some slight explanation. I am leaving England thus suddenly
because the friend who has helped Jane Mullins with a certain sum of
money, in order to enable her to start this boarding-house, has
suddenly heard that the capital, which he hoped was absolutely
secure, is in great danger of being lost. My friend has commissioned
me to see this matter through, for if his worst surmises are fulfilled
Miss Mullins, and you also, Miss Wickham, and of course your mother,
may find yourselves in an uncomfortable position. You remember
doubtless that Mr. Hardcastle would not let you the house if there had
not been some capital at the back of your proposal. Miss Mullins, who
had long wished for such an opportunity, was delighted to find that
she could join forces with you in the matter. Thus 17 Graham Square
was started on its present lines. Now there is a possibility that the
capital which Jane Mullins was to have as her share in this business
may not be forthcoming. It is in jeopardy, and I am going to Australia
in order to put things straight; I have every hope that I shall
succeed. You may rest assured that I shall remain away for as short a
time as possible. I know what grief you are in, but I hope to be back
in England soon."
"Is that all you have to say to me?" I asked.
"Not quite all. I am most anxious that while I am away, although you
are still kept in the dark, you should believe in me; I want you to
trust me and also my friend. Believe that his intentions are
honourable, are kind, are just, and that we are acting as we are doing
both for your sake and for your mother's and for Miss Mullins'. I know
that I ask quite a big thing, Miss Wickham; it is this--I ask you to
trust me in the dark."
"It is a big thing and difficult," I replied.
"Your mother does."
"That is true, but mother would trust any one who had been as kind to
her as you have been."
"Then will you trust me because your mother does? will you believe
that when I come back I shall be in a position to set all her fears
and yours also absolutely at rest? I am certain of this, I go away
with a hope which I dare not express more fully; I shall come back
trusting that that hope may be fulfilled in all its magnificence for
myself. I cannot say more at present. I long to, but I dare not. Will
you trust me? will you try to understand? Why, what is the matter?"
He turned and looked at me abruptly. Quick sobs were coming from my
lips. I suddenly and unexpectedly lost my self-control.
"I shall be all right in a minute," I said. "I have gone through much
to-day; it is--it is on account of mother. Don't--don't speak for a
moment."
He did not, he stood near me. When I had recovered he said gently--
"Give me your promise. I wish I could say more, much, much more, but
will you trust me in the dark?"
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