"You will have heard that dear Archibald has arrived safely at that
horrid place in America. What could induce him to do such a thing,
when he might have gone into the army, or got into Parliament, or
something? and the friends of the family would have helped him, I
am sure. It's just like Archie; he's always so hot and extreme. I
thought he would have killed himself that dreadful time at Paris,
before he took the fever; and what a shocking thing that would have
been for me, with all my other misfortunes. To be sure, it was a
horrid, foolish business--that of losing the estate--and if it had
not been that dull old Strathoran, where papa and mamma managed to
vegetate all the year through, I don't know how--I should have been
broken-hearted. I am sure, considering that dear Archie was only my
brother, there was nothing I was not willing to do for him; but to
go away a common clerk, into a horrid mercantile office! I must say
he has shown very little regard for the feelings of his relatives,
especially as he knows how I detest these ogres of commercial
people. One can only bear with them if they are very rich, and I am
afraid dear Archie is not likely ever to become a moneyed man.
"They are so fond of me here, and dear Eliza has done so much to
make me comfortable, that I should be very ungrateful to run away,
else I should have been delighted to spend a week or two at the
Tower. Mr. Legeretie has a shooting-lodge in the Highlands, and
dear Eliza talks of going down with him this year to give me a
little change; if we do, we shall come by dear old dreary
Strathoran just to look at it again. I hope the Rosses, and all the
other old friends, are well. I used to think a good deal of Lewis.
I suppose Anne is never married yet; she must be getting quite
ancient now.
"My dear Mrs. Catherine,
"Very sincerely yours,
"ISABEL DUNCOMBE."
It was a strange contrast--with Christian Lillie's desolate life before
her--with her own heart throbbing so anxiously for the stranger, Norman,
whom, in her remembrance, she had never seen--to hear this Isabel, her
play-mate long ago, talking of Archie as "_only_" her brother. The
effect was very singular. What had become of the sad sufferer who lay
within these walls in the tranquil rest of death, if for Christian, and
Marion, and Norman there had been any "only" stemming the deep tide of
their self-denying tenderness?
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