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 was at a loss what to do. There was absolutely no clue to direct me
to my friends, and my anxiety became almost unbearable. I made
inquiries in neighbouring villages and towns, and I employed men to
search for them--but all was of no avail. At the end of a couple of
months I was not a whit the wiser. To remain any longer in the village
would have been folly, and it was with pain and reluctance that I bade
the simple inhabitants farewell. They expressed a hope that they would
see me again, and I promised to pay them another visit before twelve
months had passed. It was a promise not lightly given, and it was my
intention to perform it. I argued with myself that Avicia was certain
to return at some time within the period I have mentioned, and that,
directly or indirectly, I should succeed in renewing my acquaintance
with Silvain. That she was married to one of the brothers was in my
view an established fact, but I found it impossible to decide upon
which of them her choice had fallen. Bearing in mind the absorbing
love which both had entertained for her, I shuddered to think of the
consequences that might ensue from despair and jealousy.
"Before I left the village to resume my travels I went to the
lighthouse to see Avicia's father, to acquaint him with my impending
departure. He seemed to me restless and uneasy, and threw out vague
hints of having been deceived, and of promises broken by those who
owed him love and duty. Taking advantage of these hints I pressed him
closely, but he surlily refused to give me the least information.
"'It can surely do you no harm,' I urged, 'to tell me to whom your
daughter is married.'
"'If I come face to face with the man who says the contrary,' he
cried, 'he will not live to repeat the lie.'
"He had misunderstood my question, and thought I intended to cast a
doubt upon his daughter's good name. Having assured him that I had no
such intention, and pacified him, I repeated my question.
"'Find out for yourself,' he said morosely, 'for the fortieth time,
you will learn nothing from me.'
"Why he should have been so persistently and unnecessarily brutal
puzzled me. Suddenly a bright idea occurred to me. Baldwin was
avaricious and a miser. He loved gold; it was as precious to him as
his life's blood.
"I took my purse from my pocket, and emptied several gold pieces into
the palm of my hand. A hissing sound escaped from between his closed
teeth, and his eyes were fixed upon the money greedily, and then upon
me ferociously.
"I laughed lightly and disdainfully. I made a motion of my head
towards the boat which was moored to a staple in the outer wall of the
lighthouse. Two fishermen were in the boat, waiting to row me back to
the village.
"'If I do not go to them soon,' I said, 'they will come and seek me.'
"'What do you mean by that?' he asked, with a dark frown on his face.
"'You decline to answer my questions,' I replied, 'and I decline to
answer yours. But I can do what you would be unwilling to do.'
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