The Greatest Heiress in EnglandOliphant, Mrs. (Margaret)
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The Greatest Heiress in England
Oliphant, Mrs. (Margaret)
England -- Fiction; Inheritance and succession -- Fiction
had spent all his life alone could be left alone no longer; he followed
Lucy about wherever she went, holding tightly by her hand. There was no
one to interfere, or to prevent the hitherto neglected child from
becoming the chief interest of the house. He felt the loss far more,
though it was to his immediate advantage, than Lucy did, who cried a
little when she woke every morning at the recollection, but put on her
crape with a certain melancholy pleasure in the completeness and “depth”
of her mourning. Mrs. Ford, though she cried too, could not but admire
and wonder at these black dresses covered with crape, which she felt it
would have been a pleasure to old Mr. Trevor to see, so “deep” were
they, and showing so much respect. It was almost like widows’ mourning,
she declared, deeper far than that which ordinary mourners wore for a
parent; but then, when you considered what Lucy had lost--and gained!
But little Jock got no satisfaction out of his hat-band; he found no
comfort in anything but Lucy’s hand, which he clung to as his only
anchor. He went to the funeral holding fast by her, half hidden in her
dress. The by-standers were deeply touched by the sight of the young
girl so composed and firm, and the poor little boy with his scared eyes.
Many an eye was bent upon them as they stood by the grave, two creatures
so close together that they looked but one, yet, as all the spectators
knew, so far apart in reality, so unlike each other in their prospects.
Was it possible that she, a girl, was to have everything and he nothing,
people asked each other with indignation; and, notwithstanding the fact
that all Farafield knew it was Lucilla Rainy’s money which made Lucy
Trevor an heiress, still it would have shocked public opinion less if
the boy had inherited the larger share, though he was, as old Trevor was
so feelingly aware, an insult to Lucilla Rainy. So strong is prejudice
that the moral sense of the population would have felt it less had poor
Lucilla’s money been appropriated to make an “eldest son” of her
successor’s child.
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