Great Porter Square: A Mystery. v. 2Farjeon, B. L. (Benjamin Leopold)
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Great Porter Square: A Mystery. v. 2
Farjeon, B. L. (Benjamin Leopold)
Detective and mystery stories; Fiction
My dear, for many minutes the terrible disclosure--the knowledge that my
dear father had met his death in a manner so awful and mysterious, took
such complete possession of my mind that I had no thought of myself. My
father was dead! The last time we met we parted in anger, using words
to each other such as bitter enemies would use. I swore in his presence
that he was dishonouring the name of Holdfast, and that I would never
use it until he asked my forgiveness for the cruel injustice he had done
me; and he drove me from his heart and from his house. My forgiveness he
could never ask for now; he was dead! And the wrong we each did to the
other in that hot encounter, in which love was poisoned by a treacherous
wanton's scheming, could never be repaired until we met in another
world. I wept bitter tears, and falling on my knees--my mind enlightened
by the strange utterances of a worthless woman, as reported in the
_Evening Moon_--I asked my father's forgiveness, as I had warned him to
ask mine. And yet, my dear, neither of us was wrong; he was right and I
was right; and if the question between us were put to a high and worthy
test, it would be found that we both were animated by impulses which,
under other circumstances, would have been an honour to our manhood.
But these kindly feelings passed away in the indignation which a sense
of monstrous injustice inspired. To see my name so blackened, so
defamed, my character so outraged and malformed, inflamed me for a time
to a pitch of fury which threatened to cloud my judgment and my reason.
What brought me to my senses? My love for you. I should have been
reckless had I only myself to protect, to provide for; but a dearer self
than myself depended upon me, and my honour was engaged to you. It was
due to you that I should clear myself of these charges. Herein, my dear,
came home to me, in the most forcible manner in which it could have been
presented, the value of responsibilities. They tend to check our selfish
impulses, and to indicate to us our line of action--straight on.
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