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
"I intercept the course of my narrative at this point by mentioning
something which should have been mentioned earlier. Baldwin was the
name by which Avicia's father was known. I have told you he was an
avaricious man. He was something more than this--he was a designing
man, and he played one brother against the other. They grew, as I have
said, into the habit of taking presents with them when they visited
the lighthouse, presents of wine and food and flowers. The wine and
food were acceptable to Avicia's father, the flowers he despised.
"'But,' said Kristel to him, 'the flowers are for Avicia.'
"'Exactly,' said Baldwin, 'but were I a young man, and rich, and made
presents to a young girl, they should not always be flowers which fade
in a day, and are flung into the sea. I should think of things more
substantial, things that would last and would always retain their
value.'
"Upon this hint they were not slow to act. They sent letters to
distant towns; they made secret visits to places not so far away as to
necessitate their absence for not longer than twenty-four hours, and
armed with ornaments and jewels they made their appearance at the
lighthouse, and presented them to Avicia. She wore none of them; her
father took possession of them, with the remark, 'It would be
unbecoming for a single girl to display these gewgaws upon her neck
and arms. By and by, when she is a married woman, then will be the
time, if other things are in keeping. Meanwhile, I am a safe
custodian--and mark you,' he added, with an emphasis which caused me
to regard him with abhorrence (for I was present when he said it), 'my
daughter has been taught to obey me. My will is her law.'
"They saw not the meaning of the cunning words; I, cooler and more
collected, with no blinding, passionate thrills in my pulses, was
gifted with a keener insight. I made one slight, impotent attempt to
open their eyes, but the manner in which I was met warned me not to
repeat it if I wished to be of service to them, and to avert a
calamity. He was Avicia's father, and, as such, incapable in their
judgment of a mean or sordid act.
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