Great Porter Square: A Mystery. v. 3Farjeon, B. L. (Benjamin Leopold)
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Great Porter Square: A Mystery. v. 3
Farjeon, B. L. (Benjamin Leopold)
Detective and mystery stories; Fiction
this terrible necessity is made clear to me, every means must be adopted
to settle the unhappy affair in a private manner. Never again could I
hold up my head and meet the gaze of my fellow-man were I to hear my
name and the shameful secrets of my home shouted out in the streets by
hawkers of public news. My life would be blasted indeed were I to see my
dishonour publicly proclaimed in the newspaper bills that are displayed
at every railway station in the kingdom. Ah, then the son who renounced
my name, driven to it by my folly, my incredulousness, my injustice,
might deem himself fortunate that he had done so before it was dragged
into the gutters, and covered with ignominy!
I waited impatiently in my New York hotel for my son to make a second
call, but to my great disappointment he did not again appear. My
letters, which he must have received, were brief, but they explained
my anxiety to see him and to be reconciled with him. He could not have
followed me to New Orleans, for I had taken the precaution so to arrange
my route as not to afford any stranger a clue to my destination. In this
I was actuated by my overpowering desire to keep my family affairs from
public gaze--a more difficult matter in America, where the newspaper
interviewer appears to be ubiquitous, than it is in any other country
in the world. On the twelfth day of my last stay in the hotel, exactly
three weeks ago, I received news which determined me to return
immediately to England. The news was startling and overwhelming, and
added another shame to that which was already weighing me down. My
wife had given birth to a child. This child is not mine. Imperative,
therefore, was the necessity of bringing the shameful matter to an end
without delay. I took passage to Liverpool in the "Germanic," and before
I left New York I placed in the hands of the manager of the hotel a
letter for my son, to be given to him privately, in case he should call.
The letter contained bank notes for £200 and a sight draft for £500,
payable to bearer, and was to the effect that Frederick was to follow
me home by the earliest possible opportunity. I instructed him in the
letter to take his passage to Liverpool, and on his arrival there to
inquire at the post office for a letter, which I intended should enable
him to come to me at once. It is because these proceedings have, up to
the present time, not led to a successful result, and because of the
suspicion that has obtained a firm hold in my mind of some cunning
underhand plotting to prevent my son from meeting me, that I think it
best to keep a record of what has been done and of what is likely to
take place.
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