Sons of fire, Vol. II.Braddon, M. E. (Mary Elizabeth)
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Sons of fire, Vol. II.
Braddon, M. E. (Mary Elizabeth)
English fiction -- 19th century
"She was an heiress, and her money had cleared my father's estate from
heavy encumbrances, and no doubt he remembered this when providing for
her future. He was her senior by five and twenty years, and foresaw a
long widowhood for her.
"The entail ended in his own person, so he was free to dispose of his
property as he liked. He left my mother tenant for life; and he left me
five hundred a year, chargeable upon the estate, which income was only
to begin when I came of age. Till my one-and-twentieth birthday I was
dependent upon my mother for everything.
"I told myself that I had to cut my own path in life, and that I must
be the architect of my own fortune.
"My mother's income, under her marriage settlement, was considerable,
and this, in addition to a rent-roll of between two and three thousand
a year, made her a rich woman.
"Assuredly I was not in a position to make an imprudent marriage,
since my power to maintain a wife and family in accord with my own
ideas of a gentleman's surroundings must depend for a considerable
time upon my mother's liberality. I had made up my mind to go to the
Bar, and I knew how slow and arduous is the road to success in that
branch of the legal profession; but far nearer than mere questions of
interest was the obligation which filial love laid upon me. My mother
had given me the devotion of years, had made me the chief object of
her thoughts and her hopes, and I should be an ungrateful wretch if I
were to disappoint her. I knew, alas! that upon this very question of
marriage she cherished a project that it would distress her to forego,
and that there was a certain Lady Emily whom I was intended to marry,
the daughter of a nobleman who had been my father's most intimate
friend, and for whom my mother had a greater regard than for any of our
neighbours.
"Knowing this, and wishing with all my heart to do my duty as a son to
the best of mothers, I could but echo Martha's solemn words--
"'It would never do.'
"No, 'it would never do.' The seraphic voice, the spiritual
countenance, the appealing helplessness, which had so moved my pity,
must be to me as a dream from which I had awakened. Esperanza's fate
must rest henceforward with herself, aided by honest Martha Blake, and
helped, through Martha, from my purse. I must never see her again. No
word had been spoken, no hint had been given of the love which it
was my bounden duty to conquer and forget. I could contemplate the
inevitable renunciation with a clear conscience.
"I worked harder in that term than I had worked yet, and shut my door
against all the allurements of undergraduate friends and all the
pleasures of university life. I was voted churlish and a muff; but I
found my books the best cure for an unhappy love; and though the image
of Miss Campbell was oftener with me than the learned shade of Newton
or the later ghost of Whewell, I contrived to do some really good work.
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