Charles Tyrrell; or, The Bitter Blood. Volumes I and IIJames, G. P. R. (George Payne Rainsford)
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Charles Tyrrell; or, The Bitter Blood. Volumes I and II
James, G. P. R. (George Payne Rainsford)
England -- Social life and customs -- 19th century -- Fiction; Murder -- Fiction
She suffered him to come to an end, and when he had done, merely
replied, "I suppose, Sir Francis, the truth is, that you have indulged
in a little violence to your son occasionally, and that he being of a
quick and impetuous character himself, is anxious on all occasions to
avoid coming into actual collision with you."
"You are charitable to him and me, dear lady," replied Sir Francis.
"No, indeed, Sir Francis," replied Mrs. Effingham, "I am only just. I
have not, and shall not oppose Lucy's marriage with your son, if she
be herself inclined to consent, because I think he has a number of
good qualities and is a most honourable and upright young man; but I
am not at all insensible to his defects, Sir Francis, and must
acknowledge that had I chosen for my daughter, I should have chosen
otherwise."
The little of opposition thus thrown in had a wonderful effect in
deterring Sir Francis Tyrrell from saying one word that could increase
it; and for fear he should do so, he took his leave and hastened away
as speedily as possible. As he went, however, he lashed himself up
into the more fury against his son from the restraint he had put upon
himself, and the result of his proceedings on that day we have already
seen.
In the meantime, Mrs. Effingham informed Lucy of all that had
occurred, and the tidings certainly agitated her very much. But she
was destined, ere two days passed, to be agitated still more. On the
following day no one from the park appeared at the Manor house and
Lucy passed the time in picturing to herself all sorts of unpleasant
consequences to result from the opposition which she seemed to have
pre-determined Sir Francis Tyrrell was to display in regard to her
marriage with his son. Her mother had told her the simple truth, that
Sir Francis had neither expressed his approbation nor disapprobation;
and though Lucy's was a strong and hopeful heart, yet her feelings
were too deeply interested not to have courted some fears and
apprehensions even had such fears and apprehensions been unreasonable.
Hope indeed revived, and put them out as evening came, and the next
day she rose in the full expectation of some pleasant intelligence.
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