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“Augustus would seem to have been so indignant at this conduct, that
he wrote to Sedley to put him at once in direct communication with
the claimant. Sedley saw by the terms of the letter how much of it was
dictated by passion and offended pride, evaded the demand, and pretended
that an arrangement was actually pending, and, if uninterfered with,
sure to be completed. To this Augustus replied--for Nelly has sent me
a copy of his very words--'Be it so. Make such a settlement as you, in
your capacity of my lawyer, deem best for my interests. For my own
part, I will not live in a house, nor receive the rents of an estate, my
rights to which the law may possibly decide against me. Till, then,
the matter be determined either way, I and my sister Eleanor, who is
like-minded with me in this affair, will go where we can live at least
cost, decided, as soon as may be, to have this issue determined, and
Castello become the possession of him who rightfully owns it.'
“On the evening of the day he wrote this they left Castello. They only
stopped a night in Dublin, and left next morning for the Continent.
Nelly's letter is dated from Ostend. She says she does not know where
they are going, and is averse to anything like importuning her brother
by even a question. She promises to write soon again, however, and tell
me all about their plans. They are travelling without a servant, and,
so far as she knows, with very little money. Poor Nelly! she bears up
nobly, but the terrible reverse of condition, and the privations she is
hourly confronted with, are clearly preying upon her.”
“What a change! Just to think of them a few months back! It was a
princely household.”
“Just what Nelly says. 'It is complete overthrow; and if I am not
stunned by the reverse, it is because all my sympathies are engaged
for poor Gusty, who is doing his best to bear up well. As for myself, I
never knew how helpless I was till I tried to pack my trunk. I suppose
time will soften down many things that are now somewhat hard to bear;
but for the moment I am impatient and irritable; and it is only the
sight of my dear brother--so calm, so manly, and so dignified in his
sorrow--that obliges me to forget my selfish grief and compose myself as
I ought.'”
As they thus talked, they arrived at the door of the inn, where the
landlord met them, with the request that the two gentlemen who had
arrived by extra-post, and who could not find horses to proceed on their
journey, might be permitted to share the one sitting-room the house
contained, and which was at present occupied by the L'Estranges.
“Let us sup in your room, George,” whispered Julia, and passed on into
the house. L'Estrange gave orders to send the supper to his room, and
told the landlord that the salon was at his guests' disposal.
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