Stand Fast, Craig-Royston! (Volume III)Black, William
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Stand Fast, Craig-Royston! (Volume III)
Black, William
Families -- Fiction; Grandfathers -- Fiction; Older people -- Fiction; Scotland -- Social life and customs -- 19th century -- Fiction
"Well, it’s all very extraordinary," he said, when Vincent had finished.
"I wish I had taken the trouble to become a little better acquainted
with him; one is so apt to judge by the outside; I thought he was merely
a picturesque old fellow with a mad enthusiasm about Scotland. And yet
I don’t know what to say even now. All that you have told me sounds
very plausible and possible—if you take that way of looking at it; and
the whole thing seems so pitiable, especially for the girl: he has his
delusions and self-confidence—she has only her loneliness. But at the
same time, Vin, you must admit that these little weaknesses of his might
easily be misconstrued——"
"Certainly," said Vincent, with promptitude. "It is just as Mr. Thompson
said: if you choose to look at George Bethune through blue spectacles,
his way of life must appear very doubtful: if you choose to look at him
through pink spectacles, there is something almost heroic about him.
And I think, Musselburgh, if you knew the lion-hearted old man a little
better, you wouldn’t shrink from acknowledging that there was something
fine and even grand in his character. As for Maisrie—as for Miss
Bethune—she asks for no generous consideration, or forbearance, or
anything of the kind; she asks for no leniency of judgment, and needs
none; she is beyond and above all that. I know her—none better than I;
and she has only to remain what she is—’dass Gott sie erhalte, so schön
und rein und hold’!"
There was a break in his voice as he spoke. Lord Musselburgh was silent
for a moment—he felt like an intruder upon something too sacred. And
yet he had his mission; so presently he forced himself to resume:
"Well, after all, Vin, I think you must grant that there is something to
be said for your relatives, even if they have been mistaken. They could
not know all that you know—all that you learned in Canada as well; they
could only judge from the outside; they could only believe what they
heard——"
"Why did they interfere at all?" Vincent demanded, in his turn. "Why
had they Mr. Bethune’s steps dogged by detectives?"
"You should be the last to protest. It was entirely for your sake that
it was done."
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