A Secret Inheritance (Volume 1 of 3)Farjeon, B. L. (Benjamin Leopold)
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A Secret Inheritance (Volume 1 of 3)
Farjeon, B. L. (Benjamin Leopold)
Mystery fiction; Sleepwalking -- Fiction
Had I yielded to passion, had I not in some small degree exercised
wisdom, I should have coined out of this last meeting with Mrs.
Fortress a most exquisite torture; but I schooled myself into the
acceptance of what was entirely beyond my comprehension, and after an
interval of agitated thought I set it down to a trick, the inspiration
of which may have been derived from unguarded words escaping me
while I slept, or while I was soliloquising--a habit into which I had
grown--and she was watching me unobserved. It troubled me a great deal
at first, but I was successful in diminishing instead of magnifying
it, and it was fortunate for me that I had much to occupy my mind in
other ways during the few following weeks. My lawyer demanded my time
and attention. I was determined, without question as to whether a
favourable market could be found for them, to dispose of the property
and securities which my father had left, and which now were mine. I
was determined to commence a new life, without any exact definition or
idea as to what that life was to be; and to do this it was necessary,
according to my view, that I should make a clearance. I was surprised
to discover that my father had made a great number of investments, and
it was to my advantage that they were mostly good ones. Had I
possessed both the moral and the legal power I would have sold
Rosemullion, but my father's will was so worded that the lawyer
pointed out to me that there would be difficulties in the way, and
after listening to his arguments I agreed to retain it as my freehold.
But I was determined not to inhabit it, and I gave instructions that a
tenant should be sought for it, and that, if one could not be
obtained, it should remain untenanted.
"It had been unoccupied a great many years," the lawyer remarked,
"when your father purchased it."
"For any particular reason?" I inquired.
"No," replied the lawyer, "except that there was a foolish idea that
it was haunted."
"Whoever rents Rosemullion," I said, "must take his own ghosts with
him if he wishes for ghostly company."
"We generally do that," said the lawyer, dryly, "wherever we go."
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