Illustrations of political economy, Volume 4 (of 9)Martineau, Harriet
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Illustrations of political economy, Volume 4 (of 9)
Martineau, Harriet
Didactic fiction, English; Political fiction, English; Social problems -- Fiction
She rapidly charged him with her apologies
for leaving home so suddenly and strangely, and begged to depute her
office of hostess to lady Frances. She then inquired, to the
astonishment of the earl, how she might best obtain legal advice in a
hurry, if it should be necessary, and whether the earl could put her in
the way of obtaining securities for the required amount within a few
hours. On her promise to take no step without the advice of her husband
or of the lawyer to whom he would give her an introduction, the earl
furnished her with some valuable information, wondering all the while
what sudden fancy had possessed her; for he had no idea that she could
have seen any one, or received any letter, since they parted in the
breakfast-room an hour before.
“Time was,” said she, while the earl wrote a few lines to his lawyer,
“when I could have raised this money by pledging my own exertions. Now,
not all my jewels,—not all my resources of every kind will avail me so
well as three months of my old profession would do. It is well Henry has
gained power; for I have lost much.”
“Take care you are not tempted to resume it,” replied the earl, smiling.
“You want money, and the way to get it is open. If you are tempted,
remember how it would dismay Henry at his breakfast-table to see the
announcement of lady F——’s reappearance. Remember that though we talked
of the peerage taking up the profession of the fine arts, that day is
not come yet;—nor will it have arrived by the time you enter the
peerage, my dear. Which will be home first, you or Henry?”
Letitia tore a leaf out of her sketch-book, which she still carried, and
wrote a note for her husband in case of his immediate return. The earl
charged himself with it, as she had no time to go back and seal it; and
putting her arm within his own, led her to the gate where the carriage
was to meet her. He thought, as she did, that it was best to avoid the
risk of encountering anybody who might look for an explanation.
“Farewell, my dear,” said he, as the carriage stopped. “We shall be glad
to see you back again; meanwhile, all success to your measures!”
“How good you are to trust me for meaning something better than folly,
as I see you do!” said Letitia, with tearful eyes. “This looks so like a
madcap expedition!”
“When I have seen you do a foolish thing, my dear, I will believe that
you may do another. Till then, my faith is strong. Nay, give me a
happier smile before you go. Has your power ever failed you at need? I
do not know what you expect from it, but I will venture to predict that
it will not now fail you for the first time.”
Before the carriage had well cleared the gate, it stopped again at the
earl’s command. He appeared at the window to say,
“It never occurred to me to ask whether I can be of use by going with
you. Say that you wish it, and I am ready, this moment.”
“You _are_ kind; but I do not wish it:” and again the carriage rolled
on.
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