The Flower of the Flock, Volume 3 (of 3)Egan, Pierce
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The Flower of the Flock, Volume 3 (of 3)
Egan, Pierce
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“A singular circumstance has occurred beneath my roof to-day,” he said,
“and it has surprised, mystified, and upset me--yes, much disturbed me,
when I hoped to have been really more gratified and happy than I have
been for a long time. When you have finished your communication, I will
take your opinion upon the matter.”
Nathan Gomer peered under his eyebrows at him, and stroked his chin.
He noted, with seeming pleasure, the vexed expression the old man’s
features wore; but he made no allusion to it, nor even to the incident
respecting which he was to be called upon to give his opinion. He said,
in a dry manner--
“I stated to you the present position of Grahame, and I have come to
consult with you upon our future course with respect to that unhappy man
and his family.
“But I did not hear you, Gomer,” exclaimed Wilton, quickly; “pray repeat
it! How stands now the proud man who would have destroyed me and mine?”
“Low, indeed; broken, beggared, and outcast!” returned Nathan, with
emphasis.
A grim smile sat on Wilton’s features.
“Retribution!” he muttered, “retribution!”
“A heavy one, Eustace Wilton,” said Nathan, with a sharpness in his tone
not usual with him. “He has been struck to the heart in his family as
well as in his fortune. I have small pity for the man, for he paused
not at the most foul crimes to accomplish his selfish ends; but I cannot
look at the stain which has befallen the female members of the family
without a feeling of pain and regret. They were, at least, innocent of
harm to you, in thought or act.”
“My children were innocent of wrong to Grahame,” said Wilton, harshly,
“but he spared them not.”
“You are not a Grahame!” cried Gomer, in a startling voice. “You do not
take his infamous conduct as your standard of action--do you?”
Wilton shrank back, and felt the colour spring into his cheeks, as he
beheld the glittering eyes of the little man fixed upon his features, as
if to read, by their expression, what was passing in his heart.
With an effort he assumed a cold demeanour, and said--
“Tell me, what is the exact position of the family at the present
moment?”
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