The Land of Bondage: A RomanceBloundelle-Burton, John
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The Land of Bondage: A Romance
Bloundelle-Burton, John
Inheritance and succession -- Fiction; Virginia -- History -- Colonial period, ca. 1600-1775 -- Fiction
And now the Marquis bade us prepare to accompany him to that great
mansion of his in Lincoln's Inn Fields, of which my dear lord had told
me; and, ere long, Gerald's servant and Christian Lamb between them
had packed up our effects, we going in the gorgeous emblazoned coach
and they following in a hackney. As we went I observed how great a man
this noble kinsman of ours was, for many, both gentle and simple,
raised their hats to the carriage as it passed along, and in the great
square, which they call the Fields, there was quite a concourse to
witness our arrival; the poor people shouting for the noble Marquis
and cheering the Government, while his running footmen threw, by his
orders, some silver pieces amongst them.
Oh, 'twas indeed a joyful day!--joyful in many ways--for, besides
showing to us that which truly I had never had any doubts of, namely,
that the Marquis of Amesbury was all for Gerald and determined, if he
could, to right him, it brought together that poor mother and son who
had so often and so long been parted. Nor could I restrain my tears,
nor fail to weep for joy, as I saw them folded once more in each
other's arms, and heard her whisper her love and fondness for him and
murmur that, at last, they would never more be parted in this world.
"Never more be parted in this world." That was what she said. "Never
more to be parted in this world." Verily she spake as a prophet, or as
one who could divine the future.
And there was still one other meeting that took place which joyed my
heart to see. 'Twas that of my husband and his faithful, old friend,
Mr. Quin; the man who had sheltered him when he was a beggar, who had
been as a father or an elder brother to him, and who, when 'twas no
longer possible that he should serve Gerald, had transferred his
honest, faithful allegiance to Gerald's mother. It pleasured me, I
say, to see those two embrace each other, to hear my husband call him
his old friend and protector, and to see the joy upon the other's face
as he returned that embrace and told him how handsome he had grown and
how noble-looking a man he had become.
CHAPTER XXXI
FACE TO FACE
All were assembled in the great saloon, or withdrawing-room, of the
Marquis's house.
The day had come for that nobleman to acknowledge his kinsman, Lord
St. Amande, as his heir before all men.
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