"I grant it, in the ordinary course of things in this life; but, General
De Benyon, what claims have you as a parent upon me? A son in most cases
is indebted to his parents for their care and attention in infancy--his
education--his religious instruction--his choice of a profession, and
his advancement in life, by their exertions and interest; and when they
are called away, he has a reasonable expectation of their leaving him a
portion of their substance. They have a heavy debt of gratitude to pay
for what they have received, and they are further checked by the hopes
of what they may hereafter receive. Up to this time, sir, I have not
received the first, and this day I am told that I need not expect the
last. Allow me to ask you, General De Benyon, upon what grounds you
claim from me a filial duty? certainly not for benefits received, or
for benefits in expectation; but I feel that I am intruding, and
therefore, sir, once more, with every wish for your happiness, I take
my leave."
I went out, and had half closed the door after me, when the general
cried out, "Stop--don't go--Japhet--my son--I was in a passion--I beg
your pardon--don't mind what I said--I'm a passionate old fool."
As he uttered this in broken sentences, I returned to him. He held out
his hand. "Forgive me, boy--forgive your father." I knelt down and kissed
his hand; he drew me towards him, and I wept upon his bosom.
Chapter LXXV
Father still dutifully submissive at home--Abroad, I am splitting
a straw in arguments with Susannah about straw bonnets--The rest
of the Chapter contains coquetry, courting, and costumes.
It was some time before we were sufficiently composed to enter into
conversation, and then I tried my utmost to please him. Still, there was
naturally a restraint on both sides, but I was so particular and devoted
in my attentions, so careful of giving offence, that when he complained
of weariness, and a wish to retire, he stipulated that I should be with
him to breakfast on the next morning.
I hastened to Mr Masterton, although it was late, to communicate to him
all that had passed; he heard me with great interest. "Japhet," said he,
"you have done well--it is the proudest day of your life. You have
completely mastered him. The royal Bengal tiger is tamed. I wish you
joy, my dear fellow. Now I trust that all will be well. But keep your
own counsel, do not let this be known at Reading. Let them still imagine
that your father is as passionate as ever, which he will be, by-the-bye,
with everybody else. You have still to follow up your success, and leave
me to help you in other matters."
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