Domestic fiction; Inheritance and succession -- Fiction
The Dean was so angry that he did not know how to contain himself. The
Marquis had snubbed him for coming. He had then justified his visit by
an allusion to the connection between them, and the Marquis had replied
to this by hinting that though a Dean might think it a very fine thing
to have his daughter married into the family of a Marquis, the Marquis
probably would not look at it in the same light. And yet what was the
truth? Whence had come the money which had made the marriage possible?
In the bargain between them which party had had the best of it? He was
conscious that it would not become him to allude to the money, but his
feeling on the subject was very strong. "My lord," he said, "I do not
know that there is anything to be gained by my sitting down again."
"Perhaps not. I dare say you know best."
"I came here intent on what I considered to be a courtesy due to your
lordship. I am sorry that my visit has been mistaken."
"I don't see that there is anything to make a fuss about."
"It shall not be repeated, my lord." And so he left the room.
Why on earth had the man come back to England, bringing a foreign woman
and an Italian brat home with him, if he intended to make the place too
hot to hold him by insulting everybody around him? This was the first
question the Dean asked himself, when he found himself outside the
house. And what could the man hope to gain by such insolence? Instead
of taking the road through the park back to Brotherton, he went on to
Cross Hall. He was desirous of learning what were the impressions, and
what the intentions, of the ladies there. Did this madman mean to
quarrel with his mother and sisters as well as with his other
neighbours? He did not as yet know what intercourse there had been
between the two houses, since the Marquis had been at Manor Cross. And
in going to Cross Hall in the midst of all these troubles, he was no
doubt actuated in part by a determination to show himself to be one of
the family. If they would accept his aid, no one would be more loyal
than he to these ladies. But he would not be laid aside. If anything
unjust were intended, if any fraud was to be executed, the person most
to be injured would be that hitherto unborn grandson of his for whose
advent he was so anxious. He had been very free with his money, but he
meant to have his money's worth.
At Cross Hall he found Canon Holdenough's wife and the Canon. At the
moment of his entrance old Lady Brotherton was talking to the
clergyman, and Lady Alice was closeted in a corner with her sister
Sarah. "I would advise you to go just as though you had heard nothing
from us," Lady Sarah had said. "Of course he would be readier to
quarrel with me than with any one. For mamma's sake I would go away for
a time if I had anywhere to go to."
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