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Therefore, when the blow fell and Sherman had written her a letter, not
daring to see her, telling her as gently as he could, but with an air of
finality which there was no mistaking, that the mortgage on Guildford
had been bought and foreclosed by Colonel Yancey, and therefore, in his
opinion, it was lost to the Lees for ever, Carolina realized for the
first time how tenacious had been her hold on the hope of possessing it.
In an instant, with her woman’s instinct, she saw what it had taken
years for Sherman to discover. Colonel Yancey had, as Carolina found,
learned that it was Captain Lee’s and Carolina’s dearest wish to restore
Guildford. The two men had talked intimately. Both were Southern,
although Colonel Yancey was a Georgian, but with the confidence in each
other’s integrity, which is typical of most Southern men, and which has
led to the ruin of many an honest man, Captain Lee confided his hopes to
Colonel Yancey, who profited by them to secure Guildford for himself,
and thus gain a hold over Carolina.
It was so easy to do this, in the most ordinary business manner, with
Sherman both unsuspicious of him and his sister’s love for the place,
that at times Colonel Yancey almost had the grace to be ashamed of
himself.
Carolina saw the whole vile plot, and the shock and disappointment put
her fairly beside herself. She was so sure that she had got at the root
of the matter that she at once disbelieved that part of Sherman’s story
which said that Colonel Yancey was a fugitive from justice. If he had
cheated this syndicate, he had done it in such a manner that it left no
illegal entanglements, and she was sure that he was free to return to
this country whenever he chose. If not, her whole theory fell to the
ground, for she knew that Colonel Yancey would not dare to offer her a
reputation which the law had power to smirch.
It never was Carolina’s way to wax confidential, but one day Kate
surprised her in a particularly desperate mood. Carolina was in her
habit, waiting for her horse to be brought around, and when Kate
entered, she was walking up and down the peaceful blue and silver
boudoir like an outraged lioness.
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