Domestic fiction; Inheritance and succession -- Fiction
"Then, George, let us try and forget what has passed. It cannot pay for
you and me to quarrel. I shall not stay in England very long. I don't
like it. It was necessary that the people about should know that I had
a wife and son, and so I brought him and her to this comfortless
country. I shall return before the winter, and for anything that I care
you may all go back to Manor Cross."
"I don't think my mother would like that."
"Why shouldn't she like it? I suppose I was to be allowed to have my
own house when I wanted it? I hope there was no offence in that, even
to that dragon Sarah? At any rate, you may as well look after the
property; and if they won't live there, you can. But there's one
question I want to ask you."
"Well?"
"What do you think of your precious father-in-law; and what do you
think that I must think of him? Will you not admit that for a vulgar,
impudent brute, he is about as bad as even England can supply?" Of
course Lord George had nothing to say in answer to this. "He is going
on with this tom-foolery, I believe?"
"You mean the enquiry?"
"Yes; I mean the enquiry whether my son and your nephew is a bastard. I
know he put you up to it. Am I right in saying that he has not
abandoned it?"
"I think you are right."
"Then by heaven I'll ruin him. He may have a little money, but I don't
think his purse is quite so long as mine. I'll lead him such a dance
that he shall wish he had never heard the name of Germain. I'll make
his deanery too hot to hold him. Now, George, as between you and me
this shall be all passed over. That poor child is not strong, and after
all you may probably be my heir. I shall never live in England, and you
are welcome to the house. I can be very bitter, but I can forgive; and
as far as you are concerned I do forgive. But I expect you to drop your
precious father-in-law." Lord George was again silent. He could not say
that he would drop the Dean; but at this moment he was not sufficiently
fond of the Dean to rise up in his stirrups and fight a battle for him.
"You understand me," continued the Marquis, "I don't want any assurance
from you. He is determined to prosecute an enquiry adverse to the
honour of your family, and in opposition to your settled convictions. I
don't think that after that you can doubt about your duty. Come and
see me again before long; won't you?" Lord George said that he would
come again before long, and then departed.
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