At the Mercy of TiberiusEvans, Augusta J. (Augusta Jane)
History
At the Mercy of Tiberius
Evans, Augusta J. (Augusta Jane)
Rome -- History -- Tiberius, 14-37 -- Fiction
"In a compartment of the safety deposit vault of the--Bank, of which
Gen'l Darrington was a large stockholder and director. His box was
opened last week in presence of his adopted son, and we hoped to find
perhaps a duplicate of the lost will; but there was not even a
memorandum to indicate his last wishes."
"Can you tell me whether Mr. Prince Darrington will take any legal
steps to recover the legacy which the loss of the will appears to have
cancelled?"
"He certainly has no such intention."
"Are you quite sure of his views?"
"Absolutely sure, having talked with him this morning. I speak
authoritatively."
"He was entirely dependent on Gen'l Darrington?"
"Wholly so with regard to pecuniary resources."
"At present he is as much a beggar as I was that day when I first saw
X--? Is it true that want of money obliged him to quit Germany before
he obtained the university degree, for which his studies were intended
to fit him?"
"Strictly true. He sorely laments his inability to complete the course
of study, and hopes at some future day to return and reap the
distinction which he feels sure awaits him in scientific fields."
A brief silence followed, and the girl's thoughts seemed to drift far
from her gloomy surroundings to some lofty plane of peace beyond the
ills of time. Once more a spasm of coughing seized her; then she looked
at the attorney.
"I learned in court that the destruction of Gen'l Darrington's will
would secure to my mother the possession of all his estate. She has
entered into Rest; into possession of her heritage in Christ's kingdom.
Am I, her child, the lawful heir of Gen'l Darrington's fortune? Are
there any legal quibbles that could affect my rights?"
"I am aware of none. The estate is certainly yours, and the law will
sustain your claims."
"Claim? I only claim the right to repair as far as possible a wrong for
which I suffer, yet am not responsible. I sent for a copy of the will
because--"
"May I tell you why? Because in order to execute its provisions, it was
essential that you should know them accurately."
The assurance that he interpreted so correctly her motive, brought a
quick throb to her tired Heart, and a faint flush of pleasure to her
thin cheeks.
"Had you read as accurately my intentions, six months ago, when you
woke me from my sleep under the pine trees, how different the current
of many lives! Mr. Dunbar, my ignorance of legal forms constrains me to
accept your assistance in a matter which I am unwilling to delay--" She
hesitated, and he smiled bitterly.
"You need be at no trouble to emphasize your reluctance. I quite
understand your ineradicable repugnance. Nevertheless good luck ordains
that only I can serve you at present, so be pleased to command me."
"Thank you. I wish you to help me make my will."
"Why?"
"How long do you suppose I can endure this 'death in life?' I am
patient because I hope and believe my release is not far distant.
Galloping consumption is a short avenue to freedom."
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