'Well, we talked--at least I talked--and at last I got him to promise
that he would never molest me or the children again. Mat was always
weak, and I managed to frighten him. I threatened to make away with
myself and the children sooner than have this shame brought home to
them, not that I meant it; but I was in one of my passionate moods, when
anything seemed possible.
'I told him what I meant to do, for I had planned it all in my head
already. I would sell out all my money and change my investments, so
that all clue should be lost; and I would take another name, and after a
time the children should be told their father was dead. I would give
myself out to be a widow, and in this way no disgrace would ever touch
them. Would you believe it? Mat was so broken and penitent that he began
to think that, after all, this would be best--that it would be kinder to
me and the children to cut himself adrift from us.
'I saw him again, and he gave me his promise. "You are a clever woman,
Olive," he said; "you will do better for the youngsters than ever I
could have done. I have brought disgrace on everyone belonging to me. If
you would only have trusted to Tom!--but you will go your own gait. I
dare not cross you; I never have dared, lest evil should come of it; but
I think no woman ever had a colder heart."
'"You have killed it, Mat," was my answer; and then I said good-bye to
him, and we parted.
'Well, I took Biddy into my confidence; she was a faithful creature, and
had been devoted to me since my childhood. She had accompanied me to
England on my marriage, and had been my one comfort before the children
were born. Strange to say, she had always disliked Mat, and if I had
only listened to her, his wooing would have been unsuccessful.
'I found a lawyer who would do my business, and then I took a lodging at
Richmond and called myself Mrs. Blake, and for a few years we lived
quietly and comfortably.'
'The investments had prospered, one especially was yielding a handsome
dividend, so I was better off than I expected. I had got rid of some
house property, and I put aside this money for my boy's education. I
need not tell you that he was my one thought. Sometimes, when I saw him
growing so fast, and looking so noble and handsome, my heart would quite
swell with pride and happiness to think he was my son; and I forgot Mat
and the past wretchedness, and only lived in and for him. My other
children were nothing to me compared to him.'
'And you heard nothing of your husband?'
'I tell you I had no husband; he was dead to me. Do you think I would
allow a man like Mat to blight my boy's career--a poor creature, weak as
water, and never able to keep straight; a man who could be cowed into
giving up his own wife and children? I would have died a hundred times
over before I would have let Cyril know that his father was a convict.'
Michael held his peace, but he shuddered slightly as he thought of
Audrey. 'They will make her give him up,' he said to himself.
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