Mohawks: A Novel. Volume 3 of 3Braddon, M. E. (Mary Elizabeth)
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Mohawks: A Novel. Volume 3 of 3
Braddon, M. E. (Mary Elizabeth)
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"I have tried to be sceptical about that earlier vision; I had almost
schooled myself into disbelief," he said in conclusion, "but now I know
it is real. I know that my mother's spirit watches over me with a sweet
protecting influence; I know that she has warned and guarded me, and
that I shall be with her to-morrow night among the dead."
Durnford attempted no strenuous argument; his office was to soothe
rather than to reason with his friend. He stayed with Lavendale till
late into the long winter night; they two sitting in front of the fire,
and talking of their past life together, and something of Herrick's
future.
"I shall execute a new will to-morrow morning, Herrick, and I shall
leave this place to you. It is not entailed, and although it is heavily
mortgaged there is a margin, just enough to keep out the rats and mice.
It will not be a millstone round your neck, will it, friend?"
"Jack, why insist upon talking thus, as if your immediate end were a
certainty? It agonises me to hear you."
"But it is a certainty. To-morrow--nay, this day is my last, for the new
day has begun in darkness. At midnight I shall have passed from your
sight. Do not let Judith look upon me when I am gone, Herrick. There is
something horrible in the aspect of death, which might poison her memory
of the man she loved. I would have her recall this face only as it was
while that subtle indescribable something which we call soul still
illumined it. Promise me this."
"I will promise anything that can content you. Yet I wonder that a man
of your strong sense can talk of a vision which had its source only in
your shattered nerves, with as much gravity as if it were a revelation
from the Almighty. But I am resolved not to argue with you."
"It would be useless. I am perfectly serious, and convinced beyond all
argument."
"I will laugh with you at your conviction after midnight."
"I pray God that we may have occasion to laugh. Do not suppose that I
accept my doom with content, Herrick. I go from a world that is full of
delight. A year ago, I think I could have welcomed the summoner, but
now--Let me finish what I was saying. I have a presentiment that you
are going to become a great statesman--the Whigs will have it all their
own way, Herrick; the Tories have had their hour and 'tis past--so this
place will be a proper abode for you. It will give you an air of
stability, and be a pleasant home for your holidays. Irene will like it,
because it is so near the home of her childhood, and she and you may
make your after-dinner stroll as elderly married people to the
trysting-place where you wooed each other in the flower of your days.
This old birthplace of mine, with its burdens upon its head, is all I
have to leave to my adopted brother."
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