The House on the Moor, v. 2/3Oliphant, Mrs. (Margaret)
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The House on the Moor, v. 2/3
Oliphant, Mrs. (Margaret)
Fiction
"You are, perhaps, aware that the trustees were chosen from among
young men, for the express reason that they might be expected to
survive until the time stipulated. As I have just said, I find my
position sufficiently disagreeable already, and should be very
sorry to embarrass it further with any unjustifiable proceedings.
Your relation has the eye of a lynx, and keeps it constantly upon
us. As for the young man, I cannot but think his father is quite
right in keeping him ignorant. In such circumstances as his, with
the least inclination towards gaiety, and knowing his own position,
he would assuredly fall into the hands of the Jews. As for putting
him in a profession, I am bound to say with Mr. Scarsdale, that I
consider it unnecessary; but as I am unable to render any
assistance, I refrain from advice which might not be so acceptable
as I could wish."
The Colonel read this over and over again, with concern and attention.
After he had fully satisfied himself of its meaning, and discovered that
there was not even an inference of help from one end to the other, he
folded it up again, and threw it into the fire. "Better leave no chance
of its ever coming into Horace's hands," he said, as he accomplished
this discreet destruction. He was annoyed and vexed with a renewal of
the feeling which had moved him on his interview with Mr. Scarsdale,
though without the profound regret and compassion which he then
experienced; but he was scarcely disappointed. He held his other letter
in his hand, and entered into a little rapid mental calculation before
he broke the seal, considering how it would be possible, out of his own
means, to make the necessary provision for his nephew's
studies--"Unnecessary for him to have a profession? Is it necessary for
the boy to be ruined body and soul?" cried the Colonel, unconsciously
aloud--"because he has the luck to be descended from a diabolical
old----." Here Colonel Sutherland made a pause, restrained himself,
shook his head, and said, with a sigh, thinking certainly of his
brother-in-law, and perhaps a little of his nephew, "Ah! there's
mischief in the blood!"
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