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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“I can, madam:” and here the gentleman in black bowed, smiled, and took
a pinch of snuff. “Indeed, I may say,” he added, while closing his box,
“that I am (being a friend of the family) in some measure authorized to
correct misapprehensions on this subject. We have, I believe, succeeded
at last in silencing the papers; that is, since the first day or two; as
soon, in fact, as Lord Fitz-Ullin had leisure to attend to any thing. It
was his wish to do so, from delicacy to the feelings of Captain Ormond.”
For the same reasons, as well as for many others, we suspect that his
Lordship would have also gladly silenced the present speaker, had that
been equally possible; for, if we are not much mistaken, he is far
exceeding his commission for the correction of misapprehensions.
This self-elected friend of the family is, however, very good authority;
being no other than the physician who had been, and still was, in
attendance on Ormond. He is one of His Majesty’s physicians, and a man of
so much eminence, notwithstanding his communicative propensities, that he
is in the best society.
“In the first place, madam,” continued the Doctor, in answer to Lady D.’s
list of questions, “though there certainly was a marriage broken off at
the altar, there was no rivalship whatever, nor the slightest foundation
for such a rumour. The catastrophe, indeed, was much hastened, and
almost all the wild reports which have gone abroad, produced by Captain
Ormond’s unfortunate passion for the young lady who afterwards proved to
be his sister; and with whom he had at first become acquainted during her
residence at some finishing boarding-school. So violent, indeed, was the
attachment which subsisted between these young persons; strengthened, as
it was, by long indulgence; for they had been secretly engaged for years,
it seems; that nothing could prevent the marriage, but confession on
the part of the mother. This she delayed till the last moment; in fact,
till her son and daughter stood together at the altar! Then it was that
rushing past them with screams like those of a maniac, and with such
velocity that indeed, though every one looked round to discover whence
the sounds came, (for I happened to be present, madam,) no one saw her
till she stood beside the officiating clergyman; when, laying one hand
on his lips and spreading the other over his open book, after remaining
speechless from want of breath for a few moments, during which the wonder
of the beholders was very great, she shrieked aloud, in accents that
rang through the whole church, that they were brother and sister! nay,
that they were twins! that she herself was their mother; their wretched,
sinful mother; and that the late Lord Fitz-Ullin was their father.
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