An episode in the doings of the dualizedMason, Eveleen Laura
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An episode in the doings of the dualized
Mason, Eveleen Laura
Aphasia -- Fiction; Paralysis -- Fiction
“Then you must know, as we drove up to the house up came a common sort
of a fellow on horseback; and the first thing he did was to joke Reg for
riding with me, when he was suspended for a flirtation, at least, with a
common sort of a girl who lived in the academy town. I was as mad as a
lunatic at that; for though I understood nothing about such sort of
talk, I loathed the least breath of it as badly as Reg hated lying. And
while I was in a frenzy of wrath, and tearing away at both of the
impossible rowdy boys, up came old Grove, driving in from somewhere with
‘friends’ to whom he was going to sell the so-called Grove place. The
sight of me there made him mad anyway, for a reason that I can now
understand; and in a minute the other young boor had let out all about
our foolish work at the minister’s house; and, too, Reg’s affair with
the other girl; all this—imagine it—was blazed out before those four
men; mixing me, Reginald’s good straight maiden wife, up with things
which I simply felt sure were very detestable.
“Well, I went to my old nurse’s room (she had always staid there in the
family for my sake), and I got from her papers which auntie had gotten
from old Grove before she died, and had made nurse keep privately for
me, though he had hunted for them everywhere. For you must know that
they were legal documents which showed that the estate we lived on and
every cent of money on which he had been speculating was my money, which
he, as one guardian, held in trust for me, and was bound to invest for
me. So the more successfully he turned it over, the richer I was
growing. Well, you see? But the point with me was, I knew the possession
of this paper gave me a jack-wrench to put on old Grove, whenever I got
ready. But I loved Reg then in a way, and could not disgrace his father
without disgracing him. And I didn’t see how I could go to my other
guardian without letting him know how bad old Grove was. My nurse had
talked a good deal to me about it, and I had made up my mind the week
before, romantically, that I would marry Reg and turn my property all
over to him, and save his feelings, and keep him as rich as he thought
himself to be, and give him a surprise the day after we should be
married, by telling him all about it.
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