Self-Raised; Or, From the DepthsSouthworth, Emma Dorothy Eliza Nevitte
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Self-Raised; Or, From the Depths
Southworth, Emma Dorothy Eliza Nevitte
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"Aweel, me leddy, ye ken that your leddyship and your puir serving
bodies are strangers here, and me laird and a' his family are well
kenned folk, and, mare than that, they are o' the auld nobility--
mare the shame for me laird, na better to do honor till his race.
And sae the lang and short o' it is, he talked over the poleecemen,
sae that instead of pursuing their investigations in the castle,
they went off with me laird to have warrants out for the
apprehension of the puir negro folk, whilk I believe to be as
innocent of theft as I mysel' or auld Cuthbert. And noo, me leddy, I
hae telled ye a', thinking till mesel' that ye ought to ken it. And
sae maun e'en just commit your ways to the Lord, and put your trust
intil him. Auld Cuthbert and mesel' pray for your leddyship ilka
day, that ye may be deleevered fra the spoilers, and fra a' those
wha gang about to wark you wae. Me laird hae gane his ways up to
Lunnun, as I tauld your leddyship. And the player quean and her
cummer hae possession o' the house, and guide a' things their ain
gait, wae's me! Gin I suld hear onything anent your leddyship's puir
negro folk, I will mak' haste to let your leddyship ken. Auld
Cuthbert begs permission to send his duty and his prayers for your
leddyship's happiness. And I mysel' hae the honor to be your
honorable leddyship's
"Obedient humble servant to command,
"Jean Murdock."
When Claudia had finished reading this letter she passed it with a
sad smile to Lady Hurstmonceux, who, as soon as she had in her turn
perused it, tossed it upon the table, saying, scornfully:
"'Whom the gods wish to destroy they first make mad!' Lord Vincent
appears to me to have lost his reason. He thinks that he is weaving
a net of circumstantial evidence around you for your ruin, when he
is, in fact, only involving himself in intricacies of crime which
must inevitably prove his destruction."
"I cannot, oh, I cannot, see it in the same light that you do! It
seems to me that he has succeeded in making me appear guilty," said
Claudia, with a shudder.
"Ah, let us not talk of it, since talking will do no good; at least
not now. When your father comes, then we will talk and act," said
the countess soothingly, as she set a cup of fragrant coffee before
her guest.
Now I do not know whether you care to be informed how Claudia passed
her time during the five weeks of her sojourn at Cameron Court, so I
shall make the description of her visit a short one.
In the first place, you may be sure, from what you have already seen
of Lady Hurstmonceux, that she would not allow her guest to mope.
As soon as the snow ceased to fall and the sky cleared, with a sharp
northwest wind that froze the river hard, the countess took her
guest out to learn the exhilarating art of skating, and in this way
they employed an hour or two of each morning. The remainder of the
day would be passed in needlework, reading, music, and conversation.
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