Lady Maclairn, the victim of villany : $b A novel, volume 2 (of 4)Hunter, Mrs. (Rachel)
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Lady Maclairn, the victim of villany : $b A novel, volume 2 (of 4)
Hunter, Mrs. (Rachel)
English fiction
In our passage home we captured a rich vessel bound for St. Malo's. In
the engagement I lost my leg; but gained six or seven hundred pounds
prize money.
On reaching London after a delay thus imposed, I found Heartley on
his dying bed; this trial did not accelerate my recovery. A fever
succeeded to his last embrace. Alas, his virtues suited not the world
he had escaped! Its cold and ungenial maxims could not find admission
into a heart glowing with every noble affection. Trusting to vigorous
health, and scorning the prudence which gives but to receive, he
lived honourably and died poor, leaving his widow with a jointure
of barely two hundred pounds per annum, for the support of herself
and two children. This inestimable woman found in her difficulties
and principles resources for ennobling her character. Her sorrows
were reserved for her pillow; and with a calm and collected mind,
she disposed of her effects, paid every outstanding debt; and then
declared to her friends, her intention of quitting London, in order to
give in retirement those habits to her children, which alone could
render them contented and independent. Mr. Wilson's house was the
asylum she chose; and in me she saw the guardian whom her husband had
named for his son. My dear Mary had her share in these arrangements,
and we left town, I having succeeded in my application, and seen my
claims established as an invalid on half-pay. We reached this place:
and I entered Wilson's friendly gate once more. Again did I fold in my
agonizing embrace the image of death. Great and merciful Being! thou
wilt not in rigour remember the frenzy of my despair, while, bending
over my fainting sister, I called down for vengeance on her destroyer!
For some days my soul sickened whilst I contemplated in her emaciated
form, the triumph of cruelty and the ravages of sorrow. But she smiled
me to resignation; and my heart received the blessings which Heaven
had spared me. Our tranquillity met with no disturbance from the hall.
I had been settled more than a month, when one morning, in passing
the hall gate, I saw Miss Flint and Mr. Flamall standing in the road
opposite to it, as though waiting for some one from the house. I
passed them as an absolute stranger. Mr. Flamall called me by name,
and added, "Miss Flint, Sir, wishes to speak to you." She advanced,
and I stopped. "I should have sent my attorney to you, Sir," said she
haughtily, "if I had not thought that you would in less than a month
have found leisure to call at the hall."--"When I have any business at
the hall, or interest in those who reside there, I shall find _leisure_
to call," replied I, with ill-suppressed emotion. "I neither expected,
nor desired your visit," answered she, "on my own account; but I beg to
know your pleasure in regard to the books you left behind you, when you
deserted it."--"Consult your _lawyer_," replied I; "if it be allowed
that I have a right to more than a shilling, send them; I will pay
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