Mystery fiction; Race relations -- Fiction; Southern States -- Fiction
But Providence had given to her a boy, and in him there was a promise of
happier days. He grew up under her care, passionately devoted to the
beautiful mother, and his triumphs at college and at the bar brought
back to her something of the happiness she had known in dreams only.
The blow had come with the arrival of Rita Morgan's mother. From that
time John Morgan devoted himself to the lonely wife, avoiding the
society of both sexes. His morbid imagination pictured his mother and
himself as disgraced in the eyes of the public, unconscious of the fact
that the public had but little interest in the domestic situation at
Ilexhurst, and no knowledge of the truth. He lived his quiet life by her
side in the little room at home, and when at last, hurt by his horse,
the father passed away, he closed up the house and took his mother
abroad for a stay of several years. When they returned life went on very
much as before.
But of the man who came back from college little was left, aside from an
indomitable will and a genius for work. He threw himself into the
practice of his profession again, with a feverish desire for occupation,
and, bringing to his aid a mind well stored by long years of reflection
and reading, soon secured a large and lucrative practice.
His fancy was for the criminal law. No pains, no expense was too great
for him where a point was to be made. Some of his witnesses in noted
cases cost him for traveling expense and detectives double his fee. He
kept up the fight with a species of fierce joy, his only moments of
elation, as far as the public knew, being the moments of victory.
So it was that at 40 years of age John Morgan found himself with a
reputation extending far beyond the state and with a practice that left
him but little leisure. It was about this time he accidentally met
Marion Evan, a mere girl, and felt the hidden springs of youth rise in
his heart. Marion Evan received the attentions of the great criminal
lawyer without suspicion of their meaning.
When it developed that he was deeply interested in her she was
astonished and then touched. It was until the end a matter of wonder to
her that John Morgan should have found anything in her to admire and
love, but those who looked on knowingly were not surprised. Of gentle
ways and clinging, dependent nature, varied by flashes of her father's
fire and spirit, she presented those variable moods well calculated to
dazzle and impress a man of Morgan's temperament. He entered upon his
courtship with the same carefulness and determination that marked his
legal practice, and with the aid of his wealth and reborn eloquence
carried the citadel of her maiden heart by storm. With misgivings Albert
Evan yielded his consent.
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