Kitty Alone: A Story of Three Fires (vol. 3 of 3)Baring-Gould, S. (Sabine)
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Kitty Alone: A Story of Three Fires (vol. 3 of 3)
Baring-Gould, S. (Sabine)
English fiction -- 19th century
“It means, plain as Scripture,” replied Pasco, “that you may have my
house as long as your nat’ral life lasts, and after that lie quiet in
your grave, and not walk and bother people. Your right to the house is
tied up to your nat’ral life. That’s the meaning o’ that there legal
term. It stops and prevents all after unpleasantness.”
“Now I understand,” said Zerah. “But you need not get hot over it.”
“I’m not hot, but some folk be stupid and understand nothing. Now I will
proceed. After my wife’s decease,’that’s the legal term for death,’then
all goes to my niece, or reputed niece, the aforesaid Kate Quarm. This
is my last will and testament, and true act and deed. Here you see me
sign it. Now then, Rose Ash, and you, Noah Flood, witness my signature.
You, Zerah, cannot, because you are beneficially affected.”
Mr. Pepperill had completely recovered his self-consequence and his
courage. He had shown Noah that he was a man of means, a man with house
property, a man of capital as well, and he had eased his conscience by
making satisfaction for the wrong he had done to Kate.
As soon as Pasco had seen the young people witness his signature, he
handed the will to Zerah. “There, wife, keep it.”
At that moment the door was thrown open, and Kate entered, and stood by
the table, with changes of expression flying over her countenance, like
flaws of wind on the face of a pool.
She put down the lantern on the board.
“Why, Kitty, the light is out!” said Zerah, and opened the horn door.
“Why, Kitty, where be the candle to? She’s gone.”
At that moment, a flare that illumined the entire room, a sheet of
light, entering by door and window.
“Good heavens!” exclaimed Pasco, springing up. “My rick.” Then with a
scream of triumph, as he pointed with one hand to Kate, with the other
to the lantern, “I told you so, now you will believe me. Caught in the
act.”
CHAPTER L
THE THIRD FIRE
The light poured into the room like a flood, yellow as sunlight, and
more intense in brilliancy. Kitty standing at the table had her face in
shadow. Pasco opposite was as a mass of gold. The fire glittered in his
eyeballs, it flashed in the new heavy gold watch-chain that he had
purchased in Exeter.
“Now’now I shall be believed. Now’now the world will know how falsely I
have been judged. Now’now is revealed what a viper I have nu’ssed at my
hearth.”
“We had best go and put out the fire,” said Noah, and he went to the
door, to see that no possibility existed of arresting the flames. The
rick was all but enveloped as in a blazing sheet that was drawing round
it to meet at the only side which was dark. Little wind blew, so that
the flame poured up in one tongue.
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