What did he take her for? a dissembling schemer, who had not been
sincere in her rejection of the Brand estate, and whom he must fawn upon
in order to win his own from her greedy clutch?
"I have nothing to do with your reformation, Colonel Brand," she said,
with cold formality. "My duty is plain to me, whatever you are. I shall
require no prompting to do it."
His eyes sparkled.
For the first time he looked frankly at her, and seemed at ease.
"I am relieved to hear you say so, Miss Walsingham," he said, with
something of the old free air; "for I was not inclined to quarrel with
you about my grandmother's disposition of the property. I should be
sorry to return to the angry feelings which I at first was fool enough
to indulge in against you; for I must admit that I am very much more
agreeably impressed with you to-day than I was that morning in the
library in Castle Brand. So, suppose we let by-gones drop, and begin on
a friendly footing."
"I repeat that your changed feelings have nothing to do with my duty,"
said Margaret, coldly. "It can make no difference whether you regard me
with toleration or indifference, I shall do you justice."
He stared suspiciously at her, and one or two wary wrinkles lined his
forehead.
"You don't mean to say that you are going to offer me some paltry
compensation instead of submitting quietly to the terms of the will?"
demanded he.
She turned a look of splendid scorn upon him.
Could he not find it in his soul to conceive of strict justice? Did he
not know the meaning of generosity? How mean, then, was his heart, which
ascribed such abject meanness to her?
"No; I did not think of that," said she. "You shall have every shilling
of your property, Colonel Brand."
"By Jove, you amaze me!" cried he, rising to approach near her. "Then
you have decided to marry me, after all, and let us both have the
lands?"
His exultation shone out in his evil countenance, and sent him hastily
across the room to take her hand.
But Margaret shrank back, and with a strong frown waved him away.
What had frozen the generous words on her lips?
Why did she let him rush to every conclusion but the right one?
She had come into his presence to say:
"I freely give up my claim upon your property, and place the deeds
entirely in your hands, wishing no further connection with it, or with
you; and so--farewell!"
But here she sat, chilled, bitter at heart, coolly asking herself:
"Is it well for me to be too hasty? Since I have been so utterly
mistaken in the character of this man, may I not be mistaken in rashly
following out my first impulse regarding his grandmother's property?
Yes, I am rash. I will wait a while before I make my intention known."
"I must know you better, sir, before I can form a just opinion of you,"
said she. "Perhaps we had better defer this matter until we have each
had time to decide upon the wisest course?"
"We have scarcely four months," said he, with a frown.
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