Night and Morning, CompleteLytton, Edward Bulwer Lytton, Baron
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Night and Morning, Complete
Lytton, Edward Bulwer Lytton, Baron
English fiction
As might be expected, the excitement and fatigue of Catherine’s journey
to N---- had considerably accelerated the progress of disease. And when
she reached home, and looked round the cheerless rooms all solitary, all
hushed--Sidney gone, gone from her for ever, she felt, indeed, as if
the last reed on which she had leaned was broken, and her business upon
earth was done. Catherine was not condemned to absolute poverty--the
poverty which grinds and gnaws, the poverty of rags and famine. She had
still left nearly half of such portion of the little capital, realised
by the sale of her trinkets, as had escaped the clutch of the law; and
her brother had forced into her hands a note for L20. with an assurance
that the same sum should be paid to her half-yearly. Alas! there was
little chance of her needing it again! She was not, then, in want of
means to procure the common comforts of life. But now a new passion had
entered into her breast--the passion of the miser; she wished to hoard
every sixpence as some little provision for her children. What was the
use of her feeding a lamp nearly extinguished, and which was fated to be
soon broken up and cast amidst the vast lumber-house of Death? She would
willingly have removed into a more homely lodging, but the servant of
the house had been so fond of Sidney--so kind to him. She clung to
one familiar face on which there seemed to live the reflection of her
child’s. But she relinquished the first floor for the second; and there,
day by day, she felt her eyes grow heavier and heavier beneath the
clouds of the last sleep. Besides the aid of Mr. Perkins, a kind enough
man in his way, the good physician whom she had before consulted,
still attended her, and refused his fee. Shocked at perceiving that she
rejected every little alleviation of her condition, and wishing at least
to procure for her last hours the society of one of her sons, he had
inquired the address of the elder; and on the day preceding the one in
which Arthur discovered her abode, he despatched to Philip the following
letter:
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