Mary Seaham: A Novel. Volume 3 of 3Grey, Mrs. (Elizabeth Caroline)
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Mary Seaham: A Novel. Volume 3 of 3
Grey, Mrs. (Elizabeth Caroline)
Great Britain -- Social life and customs -- 19th century -- Fiction; Mate selection -- Fiction; Young women -- Fiction
"Poor fellow! it must go hard indeed with me before I can make up my
mind to part with you; in your eye, at least, is none of the suspicion
and distrust I plainly perceive in every other." And softened by this
touch of nature, and remembering the attachment to his sister--sincere
he believed at the time, which like a fair flower amongst noxious plants
had shewn his nature to be so capable of better things--a feeling of
regret was excited in Arthur Seaham's mind that that "root of all evil,"
the promoter of "every foolish and hurtful lust--the love of money,"
should ever have struck its baneful fibres in this man's heart.
* * * * *
Eugene Trevor had demanded a personal interview with his brother
previous to his departure for London, through the lawyer who for many
years had been the legal adviser of the family, and whom he still
retained on his own account. Eustace Trevor had deemed it expedient to
call in another man of business for himself. This person was now at
Silverton, with some of the necessary documents connected with the
property now devolving upon him; and Mr. de Burgh proposed the meeting
of the brothers should take place there.
It was with perfect unconsciousness of what awaited her, that Mary
Seaham entered the library some few minutes after, in order to bid adieu
to her cousins, who, she had been told, were awaiting her there.
She had closed the door behind her before perceiving her mistake, and
stood rooted to the spot with feelings the nature of which may be better
imagined than described, at finding herself at this critical moment in
the presence of the brothers--those two beings with whom her fate had
been so strangely, so intricately involved.
Yes, there stood the one, with look and bearing almost like that said to
have distinguished man before the Fall:
"Erect and tall--Godlike erect, with native honour clad,
Within whose looks divine the image of the glorious Maker shone,
Truth, wisdom, sanctitude, severe and pure.
His fair large front and eye sublime"--
Irradiated with that attribute of God himself--a free and full
forgiveness of an enemy.
And the other--with whom might his aspect at that moment suggest
comparison? Alas! we fear but to
"That least erected spirit that fell
From Heaven; whose looks and thoughts even in Heaven
Were always downwards bent, admiring more
The riches of Heaven's pavement trodden gold,
Than aught divine or holy there."
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