Eustace Marchmont: A friend of the peopleEverett-Green, Evelyn
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Eustace Marchmont: A friend of the people
Everett-Green, Evelyn
West Country (England) -- Fiction
“Mr. Tremodart is my informant,” answered the Duke briefly. “He will
give you any information on the subject that you desire. I shall say
no more. The subject is very distasteful and painful to me. I am well
aware that I am growing old, and that the world is changing around
me. I know perfectly that no power of mine will suffice to stem the
current, and I shall therefore refrain from futile efforts. But none
the less does it pain me that one bearing my name, and coming after me
when I am gone, should be one of the foremost to stir up strife and set
class against class, as you are doing, Eustace. And let me add just
one more word of warning. It is an easy thing to set a stone rolling
down a hill-side; but no man can foresee where it will stop when once
in motion, and no human power can stop it when once the impetus is upon
it. It will go hurtling down, carrying death and destruction with it;
and those who have set it in motion can simply stand helplessly by,
looking with dismay at the ruin they have provoked. Beware how you set
in motion the forces of anarchy, Eustace, for Heaven alone knows what
the end will be when that is done!” and the old man rose from his seat
and walked from the room with a quiet and sorrowful dignity of aspect
which struck and touched both his hearers. It was so unusual for him to
break through the trifling ceremonial rules of life, that the very fact
of his leaving the table before his daughter had risen showed that he
must be greatly disturbed in mind. Bride looked after him with wistful
eyes, and then suddenly turned upon Eustace with an imploring air,
which was harder still to resist.
“You will not go on grieving him, Eustace!” she pleaded; “you will give
it up?”
“Give what up, Bride?” he asked quietly.
“The actions which grieve him, which stir up strife in our peaceful
community, which rouse hatred and foment discontent. Ah! Eustace, if
you would only give yourself to a nobler task, how much you might do
for the cause of right!--whilst now you are, in the hope of doing good,
fomenting the worst passions of the human heart, and leading men to
break not only the laws of man, but those of God.”
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