The Fortunes of the Colville Family; or, A Cloud with its Silver LiningSmedley, Frank E. (Frank Edward)
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The Fortunes of the Colville Family; or, A Cloud with its Silver Lining
Smedley, Frank E. (Frank Edward)
Christmas stories; English fiction -- 19th century; Families -- Fiction
“If you do,” he said, “you will have broken the trust reposed in you,
and proved yourself a mean-spirited, cowardly child, quite unfit for
the service we require of you, or the pleasure with which we propose to
reward you;--tell your brother, and you lose the play.”
Poor Hugh! his better nature made one final struggle, but he had
dallied with the temptation till it had obtained too firm a hold on his
imagination to be shaken off; and so, like many folks older and wiser
than himself, who have indulged in a reprehensible longing for some
forbidden fruit till the appetite has grown too strong to be resisted,
he fell.
“I _will_ promise,” he said. “I do so want to see the play, and you will
take care of me if the Doctor is angry, Mr. Biggington?”
“Oh, decidedly; both myself and Stradwick,” was the reply. “Stradwick
and the Doctor are hand and glove just now, because Straddy’s such a dab
at Euripides.”
This insinuation referred to the uncomfortable fact, that the
head-master had that morning informed Stradwick, in consequence of his
total inability to construe the works of the ancient Greek in
question, that if after another week he did not perceive a very decided
improvement, he should be under the disagreeable necessity of degrading
him to the fifth form. Stradwick, therefore, hung his head sheepishly
as he echoed--
“Oh yes, decidedly.”
“We understand each other, then, and had better agree to meet here,
prepared to start, at a quarter to six,” observed Norman.
A general assent was given, and the conspirators separated. Norman
glanced at his victim; there was a determined look in the boy’s face,
which gave assurance that he would go through with the task he had
undertaken. Resolution was one of the few qualities Norman reverenced,
and for the moment he repented the evil into which he was leading
the child; but the two strongest passions of his nature, ambition and
revenge, were linked with his scheme for that evening, and he could not
relinquish it.
“Courage, little one,” he said, laying his hand on Hugh’s curly pate;
“if you and I live, and, as something here”--and he touched his forehead
as he spoke--“tells me will be the case, I achieve greatness, I will not
forget this evening. Silence and courage!”
CHAPTER VIII.--NORMAN’S REVENGE.
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