Barren Honour: A NovelLawrence, George A. (George Alfred)
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Barren Honour: A Novel
Lawrence, George A. (George Alfred)
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"My triumph is great, I own, but really I don't require to be reminded
that I am mortal. Of course there are risks and perils without end, but
I have counted them already, Rector; don't trouble yourself to go
through the list again. No, I did _not_ remonstrate or resist, simply
because I think it wiser to husband one's strength than to waste it. I
might say to you as Oliver said to Sir Henry Lee--'Wearest thou so white
a beard, and knowest thou not that to refuse surrendering an
indefensible post, by the martial law deserves hanging?' My position at
the moment was not quite so strong, numerically, as the Knight of
Ditchley's, for he had _two_ 'weak women' in his garrison, and, I fancy,
I had only one brave girl. We can count on the Squire's good will to any
extent, but he would be the merest reed to lean upon if matters went
wrong. It is much the best plan to trust till you are forced to
distrust; for it saves trouble, and comes to about the same thing in the
end; pondering over your moves don't help you much when your adversary
could give you a bishop or a castle. So for the present I believe in
Aunt Mildred _coûte qui coûte_. You are right though--there will be a
fair crop of rivals next spring; but I am vain enough to think that,
with such a long start, I may hold my own past the post."
Alan threw back his head rather haughtily, as he spoke these last words,
and once again encountered the eyes of Fulke Vavasour. He turned quickly
to his companion, before the latter could reply.
"An ominous neighbourhood to make love in, is it not? especially
considering the resemblance. You have remarked it?"
Geoffry Knowles started visibly, and his countenance fell more than it
had yet done.
"I wish you had not asked me. Yes, I have seen it coming out stronger
every month for the last year; it was never there before. I have always
avoided looking at that picture since I was forced to confess that the
family likeness to Helen is far stronger than in her own brother's
portrait that hangs there. If the Squire had only some excuse for
putting it away! Such coincidences are common enough, of course, but I
wish to God the features of the worst of her race had not been
reproduced in our darling."
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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