"Why did he not concede it?" said Mrs. Mowbray, proudly. "Because the
choice remained not with him. It was not his to concede. This
house--these lands--all--all are yours; and it were poor requital,
indeed, if, after they have so long been wrongfully withheld from us,
you should be a dependant on Lady Rookwood."
"Without going quite so far as that, madam," said the doctor, "it is but
justice to your daughter that she should be put in full possession of
her rights; nor should I for one instant advise, or even allow her to
inhabit the same house with Lady Rookwood. Her ladyship's peculiarities
of temper are such as to preclude all possibility of happiness. At the
same time, I trust by management--always by management, madam--that her
ladyship's quiet departure may be ensured. I understand that all such
legal arrangements in the way of settlements as could be entered into
between your daughter and her future husband are completed. I have only
to regret the absence of my friend, Mr. Coates, at this momentous
conjuncture. It will be a loss to him. But he inherits from his father a
taste for thief-taking, which he is at present indulging, to the
manifest injury of his legitimate practice. Hark! I hear Ranulph's step
in the gallery. He will tell us the result of his final interview. I
came to give you advice, my dear," added the doctor in a low tone to
Eleanor; "but I find you need it not. 'Whoso humbleth himself, shall be
exalted.' I am glad you do not split upon the rock which has stranded
half your generation."
At this moment Ranulph Rookwood entered the room, followed by Handassah,
who took her station at the back of the room, unperceived by the rest of
the party, whose attention was attracted by Ranulph's agitated manner.
"What has happened?" asked Dr. Small and Mrs. Mowbray in the same
breath.
Ranulph hesitated for a moment in his answer, during which space he
regarded Eleanor with the deepest anxiety, and seemed revolving within
himself how he could frame his reply in such way as should be least
painful to her feelings; while, with instinctive apprehension of coming
misfortune, Miss Mowbray eagerly seconded the inquiries of her friends.
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