England -- Fiction; Love stories; Male friendship -- Fiction; Quakers -- Fiction; Social classes -- Fiction
"The Governor would probably find an income in one case, and not in
the other. I do not quite say that it ought to be so, but it is not
unreasonable that it should be so." Then Lady Frances said a great
deal as to that pride in her lover which would not allow him to
accept such a position as that which was now suggested.
There was a long discussion on the subject. Her brother explained to
her how common it was for noblemen of high birth to live on means
provided by their wives' fortunes, and how uncommon it was that men
born to high titles should consent to serve as clerks in a public
office. But his common sense had no effect upon his sister, who ended
the conversation by exacting from him a renewed assurance of secrecy.
"I won't say a word till he comes," said Hampstead; "but you may be
sure that a story like that will be all over London before he does
come."
Lady Frances of course answered her lover's letter; but of what
she said it is only necessary that the reader should know that she
promised that in all things she would be entirely guided by his
wishes.
Then came his second letter to her, dated on the day on which poor
Walker had nearly been crushed to death. "I am so glad that you agree
with me," he wrote.
Since my last letter to you everything here has been
decided as far as I can decide it,--or, indeed, as far as
any of us can do so. There can, I think, be no doubt as to
the legality of my mother's marriage. My uncle is of the
same opinion, and points out to me that were I to claim my
father's name no one would attempt to dispute it. He alone
could do so,--or rather would be the person to do so if
it were done. He would make no such attempt, and would
himself present me to the King here as the Duca di Crinola
if I chose to remain and to accept the position. But I
certainly will not do so. I should in the first place be
obliged to give up my nationality. I could not live in
England bearing an Italian title, except as an Italian. I
do not know that as an Italian I should be forced to give
up my place in the Post Office. Foreigners, I believe,
are employed in the Civil Service. But there would be an
absurdity in it which to me would be specially annoying. I
could not live under such a weight of ridicule. Nor could
I live in any position in which some meagre income might
be found for me because of my nobility. No such income
would be forthcoming here. I can imagine that your father
might make a provision for a poor son-in-law with a grand
title. He ought not to do so, according to my ideas, but
it might be possible that he should find himself persuaded
to such weakness. But I could not accept it. I should not
be above taking money with my wife, if it happened to come
in my way, provided that I were earning an income myself
to the best of my ability. For her sake I should do what
might be best for her. But not even for your sake,--if you
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