Domestic fiction; England -- Fiction; Fathers and sons -- Fiction; Inheritance and succession -- Fiction
Sir Thomas was especially anxious to be alone with his daughters, but
he could not tell the guest to go. Nor was he justified in feeling
any anger at his presence there,--though he did experience some prick
of conscience in the matter. If it was wrong that his daughters
should be visited by a young man in his absence, the fault lay in his
absence, rather than with the young man for coming, or with the girls
for receiving him. The young man had been a ward of his own, and for
a year or two in former times had been so intimate in his house as to
live with his daughters almost as an elder brother might have done.
But young Ralph Newton had early in life taken rooms for himself
in London, had then ceased to be a ward, and had latterly,--so Sir
Thomas understood,--lived such a life as to make him unfit to be the
trusted companion of his two girls. And yet there had been nothing in
his mode of living to make it necessary that he should be absolutely
banished from the villa. He had spent more money than was fitting,
and had got into debt, and Sir Thomas had had trouble about his
affairs. He too was an orphan,--and the nephew and the heir of an old
country squire whom he never saw. What money he had received from his
father he had nearly spent, and it was rumoured of him that he had
raised funds by post-obits on his uncle's life. Of all these things
more will be told hereafter;--but Sir Thomas,--though he had given no
instruction on the subject, and was averse even to allude to it,--did
not like to think that Ralph Newton was at the villa with the girls
in his absence. His girls were as good as gold. He was sure of that.
He told himself over and over again that were it not so, he would
not have left them so constantly without his own care. Patience, the
elder, was a marvel among young women for prudence, conduct, and
proper feeling; and Clarissa, whom he had certainly ever loved the
better of the two, was as far as he knew faultless;--a little more
passionate, a little warmer, somewhat more fond of pleasure than her
sister; but on that account only the more to be loved. Nothing that
he could do would make them safer than they would be by their own
virtue. But still he was not pleased to think that Ralph Newton was
often at the villa. When a man such as Sir Thomas has been entrusted
with the charge of a young man with great expectations, he hardly
wishes his daughter to fall in love with his ward, whether his ward
be prudent or imprudent in his manner of life.
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