The Forgery; or, Best Intentions.James, G. P. R. (George Payne Rainsford)
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The Forgery; or, Best Intentions.
James, G. P. R. (George Payne Rainsford)
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"Utterly, my dear uncle," he said. "Here is Fraga, who has known him
from his boyhood; and depend upon it, Spaniards are not such
disinterested people as to suffer a stranger to deprive them of a
large fortune, without being very sure that he had a right to it. Now,
I know that Middleton came in for one-third of old Balthazar's riches.
You may ask any one in Spanish society. The thing is perfectly well
known."
"Humph!" said Mr. Scriven, and walked away.
He had suggested thoughts to his nephew's mind, however, which did not
so speedily retire. The likeness, when it had been once pointed out,
struck him more and more every moment. The strange intimacy which had
arisen between the young officer and Lady Anne, to whom he was almost
a stranger, and the evident regard which existed between him and
Maria, whose heart was little likely to be captivated at first sight,
were all extraordinary circumstances, which seemed to favour the
suspicions that his uncle entertained, and were with difficulty
accounted for on any other ground. But then, on the other hand, the
information he had received, in regard to his friend's birth and
history, was so precise, and had been given by persons necessarily so
well informed, that it was impossible for him to doubt that the young
officer was exactly what he represented himself to be. Charles was in
a maze of perplexity, and remained so all the evening, till at length
Lady Anne beckoned him to her side again, and playfully scolded him
for his thoughts.
Charles laughingly evaded the attack, but she asked--
"Do you think I cannot read your looks? I will tell you one thing,
Charles: if you could see what is going on in my heart, as well as I
can see what is going on in yours, I should have no such looks to
complain of. And now, for your pains, I will torment you for a week
longer, the latter part of which you shall come and spend with me in
Northumberland.--There! do not suppose I am going to insist upon your
marrying me directly, for I do not intend any such thing; but I have
engaged dear aunt Fleetwood and Maria, while you four gentlemen were
down-stairs drinking too much wine, after the sottish custom of the
land, and I asked Colonel Middleton just now, so you must come and be
jealous."
"But Winkworth?" said Charles--"I do not like to leave him in his
present state."
"He must come too," said the fair lady. "I will call and ask him
to-morrow, so pray tell him that I never suffer myself to be
contradicted by anybody."
"Can you not put it off for a week?" asked Charles. "I do not think
Winkworth will be well enough to travel."
Lady Anne mused.
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