Great Britain -- History -- Charles II, 1660-1685 -- Fiction
“Indeed--indeed, father,” said Alice, alarmed at what she supposed these
words indicated, “Julian is as little to be blamed as I! It was chance,
it was fortune, which caused our meeting together.” Then suddenly
rushing forward, she threw her arms around her father, saying, “Oh, do
him no injury--he meant no wrong! Father, you were wont to be a man of
reason and religious peace.”
“And wherefore should I not be so now, Alice?” said Bridgenorth, raising
his daughter from the ground, on which she had almost sunk in the
earnestness of her supplication. “Dost thou know aught, maiden, which
should inflame my anger against this young man, more than reason
or religion may bridle? Go--go to thy chamber. Compose thine own
passions--learn to rule these--and leave it to me to deal with this
stubborn young man.”
Alice arose, and, with her eyes fixed on the ground, retired slowly from
the apartment. Julian followed her steps with his eyes till the last
wave of her garment was visible at the closing door; then turned his
looks to Major Bridgenorth, and then sunk them on the ground. The Major
continued to regard him in profound silence; his looks were melancholy
and even austere; but there was nothing which indicated either agitation
or keen resentment. He motioned to Julian to take a seat, and assumed
one himself. After which he opened the conversation in the following
manner:--
“You seemed but now, young gentleman, anxious to learn where I was to
be found. Such I at least conjectured, from the few expressions which I
chanced to overhear; for I made bold, though it may be contrary to the
code of modern courtesy, to listen a moment or two, in order to gather
upon what subject so young a man as you entertained so young a woman as
Alice, in a private interview.”
“I trust, sir,” said Julian, rallying spirits in what he felt to be a
case of extremity, “you have heard nothing on my part which has given
offence to a gentleman, whom, though unknown, I am bound to respect so
highly.”
“On the contrary,” said Bridgenorth, with the same formal gravity, “I am
pleased to find that your business is, or appears to be, with me,
rather than with my daughter. I only think you had done better to have
entrusted it to me in the first instance, as my sole concern.”
The utmost sharpness of attention which Julian applied, could not
discover if Bridgenorth spoke seriously or ironically to the above
purpose. He was, however, quick-witted beyond his experience, and
was internally determined to endeavour to discover something of the
character and the temper of him with whom he spoke. For that purpose,
regulating his reply in the same tone with Bridgenorth’s observation, he
said, that not having the advantage to know his place of residence, he
had applied for information to his daughter.
“Who is now known to you for the first time?” said Bridgenorth. “Am I so
to understand you?”
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