First Love: A Novel. Vol. 3 of 3Loudon, Mrs. (Margracia)
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First Love: A Novel. Vol. 3 of 3
Loudon, Mrs. (Margracia)
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Lord L⸺ was the first to leave the library: the retrospect of past
years always spread a shade over his brow, and occasioned him to seek
the retirement of his own apartment. Fitz-Ullin was also hurrying away,
when Mr. Jackson drew him back, and, with a countenance of the deepest
melancholy, showed him a letter which he had, he said, succeeded in
setting apart while examining the papers.
This letter contained allusions to the death of Lady L⸺, worded in a
style which made it appear but too probable, that there has been some
foul play.
The vengeance which the elder St. Aubin had long since sworn to
accomplish, and, in its accomplishment, to render his wretched child
his tool, is adverted to in evident connexion with other allusions to
the immense fortune thus by the nature of certain settlements, secured
beyond contingency to a certain individual: expressions which, all
circumstances considered, seemed scarcely to admit of other construction.
When Fitz-Ullin had finished the perusal of the lines pointed out to him,
both gentlemen looked at each other for some seconds in silence. Mr.
Jackson then, taking the letter from the hand of our hero, said solemnly,
“With your approval, my Lord, I shall commit this paper to the flames:
the surmise it suggests, is too horrible to be suffered to poison the
future reflections of a bereft husband.
“If the crime which that surmise presents to the appalled imagination,
has indeed been perpetrated, both the perpetrators already stand before
a higher, and more unerring tribunal, than earth affords.” So saying,
he flung the letter on the fire, and stood to see its last vestiges
consumed.
CHAPTER LI.
“Precious is the return of that lost look
Of love.”
… “Lighten’d glows each breast with rapture,
Grateful now, too intense before!”
Fitz-Ullin, at length released, sought our heroine from room to room.
That unreserved communication of sentiment with her which had been looked
forward to with such intoxicating delight, was now anticipated with a
sobered feeling: it was now longed for as a balm to heal a sickened, and
if, in his circumstances, that were possible, an almost saddened spirit.
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