The Disowned — CompleteLytton, Edward Bulwer Lytton, Baron
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The Disowned — Complete
Lytton, Edward Bulwer Lytton, Baron
English fiction -- 19th century
“She fell ill; and during her illness I had sundry bright visions of
warm rooms and coal fires, a friend with whom I could converse upon
Chaucer, and a tutor for my son who would teach him other arts than
those of picking pockets and pilfering larders. Nevertheless, I was a
little ashamed of my own thoughts; and I do not know whether they would
have been yet put into practice, but for a trifling circumstance which
converted doubt and longing into certainty.”
“Our crank cuffins had for some time looked upon me with suspicion
and coldness: my superior privileges and comforts they had at first
forgiven, on account of my birth and my generosity to them; but by
degrees they lost respect for the one and gratitude for the other;
and as I had in a great measure ceased from participating in their
adventures, or, during Lucy’s illness, which lasted several months,
joining in their festivities, they at length considered me as a drone
in a hive, by no means compensating by my services as an ally for my
admittance into their horde as a stranger. You will easily conceive,
when this once became the state of their feelings towards me, with how
ill a temper they brooked the lordship of my stately caravan and my
assumption of superior command. Above all, the women, who were very
much incensed at Lucy’s constant seclusion from their orgies, fanned the
increasing discontent; and, at last, I verily believe that no eyesore
could have been more grievous to the Egyptians than my wooden habitation
and the smoke of its single chimney.”
“From ill-will the rascals proceeded to ill acts; and one dark night,
when we were encamped on the very same ground as that which we occupied
when we received you, three of them, Mim at their head, attacked me in
mine own habitation. I verily believe, if they had mastered me, they
would have robbed and murdered us all; except perhaps my son, whom they
thought ill-used by depriving him of Mim’s instructive society. Howbeit,
I was still stirring when they invaded me, and, by the help of the poker
and a tolerably strong arm, I repelled the assailants; but that very
night I passed from the land of Egypt, and made with all possible
expedition to the nearest town, which was, as you may remember, W----.”
“Here, the very next day, I learned that the house I now inhabit was to
be sold. It had (as I before said) belonged to my mother’s family, and
my father had sold it a little before his death. It was the home from
which I had been stolen, and to which I had been returned: often in my
star-lit wanderings had I flown to it in thought; and now it seemed as
if Providence itself, in offering to my age the asylum I had above all
others coveted for it, was interested in my retirement from the empire
of an ungrateful people and my atonement in rest for my past sins in
migration.”
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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