Ellice Quentin, and other storiesHawthorne, Julian
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Ellice Quentin, and other stories
Hawthorne, Julian
American fiction -- 19th century; Short stories, American
When the venerable sibyl was within a yard or so of Harold Bramston,
she paused, with her face and the palms of her hands turned towards
him: and without seeming to look at him in the usual way, she still had
the air of taking his measure so keenly and fully, that, unless the
Captain's conscience was cleaner than most men's, he must have passed
an uneasy minute or two. But at length the sibyl raised her hands
slowly and let them fall again with a gesture like a benediction; and
the expression of her face was gracious as she said, in a gentle and
flowing voice:
'He that rode over the Convent Cliff was a true man; and a spirit akin
to his is here. If the treasure reveal itself to him, let him take it:
he is worthy of it. I have waited long, I am weary. Lord, now speedily
wilt Thou suffer me to depart. So be it!'
At this undeniable declaration in the young Captain's favour, Sir
Philip felt a great deal more satisfaction than he was at all disposed
to show; and the end of it was that the two lovers were allowed to
stroll off by themselves beneath the Oak, and there formally to
renew and re-seal the compact, in the making of which the Baronet
had so aptly surprised them. That evening, after Hilda had gone to
her chamber, the Baronet and Captain had a private confabulation in
the former's study. The Captain then and there made a full statement
regarding his position in the world, more particularly from the
pecuniary point of view. It appeared that his circumstances were more
than easy; that he had absolute control over nearly a hundred and
fifty thousand pounds; and that he was prepared to settle any part of
this sum, or the whole of it, according as Sir Philip pleased, on his
wife, on the day of their marriage. He only wished that he could do
something more.
'I must say, Bramston,' exclaimed Sir Philip, laughing, 'that you are
more dangerously in love than any man I ever saw or heard of. You must
go off somewhere for a month and see if you can't get rid of a little
of it. I shall positively refuse to sign settlements with a man in so
pitiable a condition as you are now. Recollect, my good fellow, that
Hilda goes to you literally penniless; and that I never should feel
comfortable if I had not left open to you every avenue of escape in my
power. Besides, don't you see that you will be paying one another a
finer mutual compliment by waiting a while and seeking distractions,
than by coming together at once, and so losing all opportunity of
making sacrifices? Well, whether you see it or not, those are my
orders, and you will have to put up with them.'
'You will of course allow us to correspond?' demanded the Captain, when
he saw that he was beaten on the main point.
'I should greatly prefer not.'
'Then I will write to her, Sir Philip, in spite of you!' cried out the
other, firing up.
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