A Strange Story — Volume 04Lytton, Edward Bulwer Lytton, Baron
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A Strange Story — Volume 04
Lytton, Edward Bulwer Lytton, Baron
English fiction -- 19th century
"My question need not offend you, Dr. Fenwick. I put it in another shape:
Did Sir Philip Derval so boast of the secrets contained in his casket that
a quack or pretender might deem such secrets of use to him?"
"Possibly he might, if he believed in such a boast."
"Humph!--he might if he so believed. I have no more questions to put to
you at present, Dr. Fenwick."
Little of any importance in connection with the deceased or his murder
transpired in the course of that day's examination and inquiries.
The next day, a gentleman distantly related to the young lady to whom Sir
Philip was engaged, and who had been for some time in correspondence with
the deceased, arrived at L----. He had been sent for at the suggestion of
the Albanian servant, who said that Sir Philip had stayed a day at this
gentleman's house in London, on his way to L----, from Dover.
The new comer, whose name was Danvers, gave a more touching pathos to the
horror which the murder had excited. It seemed that the motives which had
swayed Sir Philip in the choice of his betrothed were singularly pure and
noble. The young lady's father--an intimate college friend--had been
visited by a sudden reverse of fortune, which had brought on a fever that
proved mortal. He had died some years ago, leaving his only child
penniless, and had bequeathed her to the care and guardianship of Sir
Philip.
The orphan received her education at a convent near Paris; and when Sir
Philip, a few weeks since, arrived in that city from the East, he offered
her his hand and fortune.
"I know," said Mr. Danvers, "from the conversation I held with him when he
came to me in London, that he was induced to this offer by the
conscientious desire to discharge the trust consigned to him by his old
friend. Sir Philip was still of an age that could not permit him to take
under his own roof a female ward of eighteen, without injury to her good
name. He could only get over that difficulty by making the ward his wife.
'She will be safer and happier with the man she will love and honour for
her father's sake,' said the chivalrous gentleman, 'than she will be under
any other roof I could find for her.'"
And now there arrived another stranger to L----, sent for by Mr. Jeeves,
the lawyer,--a stranger to L----, but not to me; my old Edinburgh
acquaintance, Richard Strahan.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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