Scotland -- Social life and customs -- 19th century -- Fiction
He went about among the neighbours far and near, plunged into the
field-sports he loved, and, in so doing, saw a great deal of Mr.
Lamont, of Morphie, and his sister, a rather peculiar but companionable
young woman, whose very absence of feminine charm made him feel an
additional freedom in her society.
At this time his elder brother, who had a delicate heart, quitted this
world quietly one morning, leaving the household awestruck and Robert
half frantic with grief. In this second sorrow he clung more closely to
his friends, and was more than ever thrown into the company of Lady
Eliza. To her, this period was the halcyon time of her life, and to
him, there is no knowing what it might have become if Clementina Speid
had not returned from the tour she was making with her husband, to find
her old lover installed a few miles from her door. Was ever woman so
conspired against by the caprices of Fate?
Afterwards, when her short life ended in that stirring of conscience
which opened her lips, she confessed all. She had now lain for years
expiating her sin upon the shore by Garviekirk.
And that sin had risen to shadow her son; he remembered how he had been
moved to a certain comprehension on first seeing her pictured face,
without even knowing the sum of the forces against her. Little had he
thought how sorely the price of her misdoing was to fall upon himself.
It would be a heavy price, involving more than the loss of Cecilia, for
it would involve banishment too. He could not stay at Whanland. In
time, possibly, when she had married--he ground his teeth as he told
himself this--when she was the wife of some thrice-fortunate man whose
name was his own, he might return to the things he loved and finish his
life quietly among them. But not this year nor the next, not in five
years nor in ten. He had no more heart for pretence. This was not his
true place; he should never have come to take up a part which the very
gods must have laughed to see him assume. What a dupe, what a fool he
had been!
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