Night and Morning, CompleteLytton, Edward Bulwer Lytton, Baron
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Night and Morning, Complete
Lytton, Edward Bulwer Lytton, Baron
English fiction
“And now, where you find this letter, you will see a key; it opens a
well in the bureau in which I have hoarded my little savings. You will
see that I have not died in poverty. Take what there is; young as you
are, you may want it more now than hereafter. But hold it in trust for
your brother as well as yourself. If he is harshly treated (and you will
go and see him, and you will remember that he would writhe under what
you might scarcely feel), or if they overtask him (he is so young to
work), yet it may find him a home near you. God watch over and guard you
both! You are orphans now. But HE has told even the orphans to call him
‘Father!’”
When he had read this letter, Philip Morton fell upon his knees, and
prayed.
CHAPTER II.
“His curse! Dost comprehend what that word means?
Shot from a father’s angry breath.”
JAMES SHIRLEY: The Brothers.
“This term is fatal, and affrights me.”--Ibid.
“Those fond philosophers that magnify
Our human nature......
Conversed but little with the world-they knew not
The fierce vexation of community!”--Ibid.
After he had recovered his self-possession, Philip opened the well of
the bureau, and was astonished and affected to find that Catherine had
saved more than L100. Alas! how much must she have pinched herself
to have hoarded this little treasure! After burning his father’s
love-letters, and some other papers, which he deemed useless, he made
up a little bundle of those trifling effects belonging to the deceased,
which he valued as memorials and relies of her, quitted the apartment,
and descended to the parlour behind the shop. On the way he met with the
kind servant, and recalling the grief that she had manifested for his
mother since he had been in the house, he placed two sovereigns in her
hand. “And now,” said he, as the servant wept while he spoke, “now I can
bear to ask you what I have not before done. How did my poor mother die?
Did she suffer much?--or--or--”
“She went off like a lamb, sir,” said the girl, drying her eyes. “You
see the gentleman had been with her all the day, and she was much more
easy and comfortable in her mind after he came.”
“The gentleman! Not the gentleman I found here?”
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