Frederica and her Guardians; Or, The Perils of OrphanhoodRobertson, Margaret M. (Margaret Murray)
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Frederica and her Guardians; Or, The Perils of Orphanhood
Robertson, Margaret M. (Margaret Murray)
Orphans -- Fiction
"There is just this to be said more," said Mr St. Cyr, gravely and
firmly: "Do not meddle with their affairs, my brother. No good can come
of it, to you or to any one. You wish none of it for yourself? To wish
for it for any purpose--yes, even to build churches, or to feed and
clothe your orphans--is covetousness. To obtain possession of it would
be dishonesty. Put it altogether from your thoughts."
There was a silence of several minutes, and Mr St. Cyr rose to leave
the room.
"Brother," said Jerome, meekly, "I had hoped that after all these years
of separation we might at least have lived in peace together--the last
of our race as we are."
"With all my heart, let it be peace. Only there must be no meddling
with this matter, or with any matter in which my honour as a gentleman
and a man of business is involved. That must be clearly understood."
"I must be faithful with you," said Jerome, still speaking softly: "I
consider that you have been Culpably negligent with regard to these
children. It is their souls for which I am anxious, not their wealth.
It is for you to render an account of them--not me."
"So be it! I will answer," said Mr St. Cyr. After a moment he added,
"Do not, my brother, let us become unfriendly over this matter. When
Mr St. Hubert left his property to me, in trust for his daughter and
her children, I did all that was permitted me to do to have these
children placed under Christian influence and teaching. In fact, I
would have confided them to the care of the ladies of the Sacred Heart,
as you suggest, if I had been consulted. Mr Vane had other plans, and
I had no right to interfere. I cannot say that I now regret that my
plans for them failed. They are good and sweet children, frank and
loving, and conscientious, with far more strength of character and
truthfulness, than would have been developed in them had they been
educated within convent walls. And they will need these qualities, poor
children."
"All that sounds strangely from the lips of one who has the reputation
of being a religious man," said his brother gravely.
"Have I that reputation? Well, we will say no more, lest your next word
be not so flattering. And now I must leave you to amuse yourself, while
I without loss of time attend to this unpleasant business. We shall see
each other again soon."
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