The Daltons; Or, Three Roads In Life. Volume I (of II)Lever, Charles
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The Daltons; Or, Three Roads In Life. Volume I (of II)
Lever, Charles
English fiction -- 19th century
“This opening, I confess, somewhat startled me; I scarcely expected so
much from her father's daughter; but I acquiesced and went on. As we
concocted the whole plot together here, Sir Stafford, it is needless
that I should weary you by a repetition of it. It is enough that I say
I omitted nothing of plausibility, either in proof of the bequest, or in
the description of the feeling that prompted its fulfilment. I descanted
upon the happy event which, in the course of what seemed an accident,
had brought the two families together, and prefaced their business
intercourse by a friendship. I adverted to the good influence increased
comforts would exercise upon her father's health. I spoke of her sister
and her brother in the fuller enjoyment of all that became their name
and birth. She heard me to the very end with deep attention, never once
interrupting, nor even by a look or gesture expressing dissent.
“At last, when I had concluded, she said, 'This, then, is a bequest?'
“I replied affirmatively.
“'In that case,' said she, 'the terms on which it is conveyed will solve
all the difficulty of our position. If my uncle Godfrey intended this
legacy to be a peace-offering, however late it has been in coming,
we should have no hesitation in accepting it; if he meant that his
generosity should be trammelled by conditions, or subject in any way
to the good pleasure of a third party, the matter will have a different
aspect. Which is the truth?'
“I hesitated at this point-blank appeal, so different from what I looked
for, and she at once asked to see the will. Disconcerted still more, I
now prevaricated, stating that I had not brought the document with
me; that a memorandum of its provisions would, I had supposed, prove
sufficient; and finally assured her that acceptance of the bequest
involved neither a condition nor a pledge.
“'It may, however, involve an obligation, sir,' said she, firmly. 'Let
us learn if such be the case.'
“'Are you so proud, Miss Dalton,' said I, 'that you cannot even submit
to an obligation?'
“She blushed deeply, and with a weak voice answered,
“'We are too poor to incur a debt.'
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