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
"I shall put an end to it, if you compel me," I said, firmly, "in the
manner I have determined upon, in the event of your refusal to listen to
reason. In right and justice you are not entitled to a shilling; your
shameful life should properly meet its just punishment, and would, at
the hands of a man less weak--I will not say less merciful--than I.
The terms I have offered you are foolishly liberal, but I will adhere
to them, and am ready to bind myself to them, unless you drive me to
another course. I will give you the three thousand pounds you ask for
to set up and furnish a house, and I shall require proof that the money
is so expended. But as for any other large sum of money down, as you
express it, in lieu of the annuity I offer you, or any increase of that
annuity, receive from me the distinct assurance that under no possible
circumstances shall I consent to it. If I could find plainer and
stronger words to impress this upon you, I would do so, but I think you
understand me. The friend who is advising you is advising you to your
injury, and is mistaken in me. There is a point beyond which it is
dangerous to drive me, and if I once turn, you will find yourself a
beggar."
"You are growing bold, my love," she said.
"You are mistaken again," I said. "If I were bold, I should order you
immediately from this room. If I were bold, I should set the lawyers at
work without an hour's delay. But recrimination is useless, and can lead
to no good result. Why do you conduct yourself like an actress when we
two are alone, and there are no witnesses to be misled or deceived? We
know each other. No argument could convince you that I am anything but
a weak, old man, who in an unhappy moment entrusted his honour to one
who brought shame and misery to his heart and home, or could convince
me that you are a good and virtuous woman. Why, then, should we prolong
this interview? I made you a most generous offer. You asked me for three
days to consider it, and now you come, and for some purpose--not a wise
one, I judge--introduce propositions to which you can never induce me to
agree."
"I am fighting for my rights," she said sullenly, and I knew that I had
made an impression upon her. "You have ruined my life; I might have
married a richer man than you. Why did you spoil my chances? It would be
a million times better for me if you were dead, for then your property
would all be mine, instead of the miserable allowance you offer me."
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