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
I shuddered at this terrifying prospect as he spoke, though too well I
knew that what he said might very easily come to pass. O'Rourke had
attempted to kill me once before and would do so again if he were paid
for it; doubtless Considine would also take my life if he had but the
slightest opportunity offered him, and there would be many more who,
in such a city as Dublin, could be hired to assassinate me. For, poor
and wretched as I was, and roaming about the streets as I did, how
easily might I not fall a prey to my uncle's designs! On the other
hand, if I could but reach England I must surely be in far greater
safety. For though my mother was, as she wrote, in ill health, it was
not possible to believe that the Marquis would not extend me his
protection as his rightful heir against so wicked a wretch and knave
as my uncle, nor that the law would not exert itself more strongly
there on my behalf than here, where it was to almost every one's
advantage to have me dead. It was the lawyers who had bought up our
estates, _my estates_, from my father and uncle at so meagre a price,
believing, or pretending to believe, that I was in truth dead; it was
not therefore to their interests to have me alive, and to be forced to
disgorge those estates. Thus I should get no help from them. Again,
O'Rourke would, if he could be found, surely swear that the real Lord
St. Amande was dead--since to obtain his reward and also to enable my
father and uncle to get the money they wanted, he had in some way
obtained a certificate of my death (I learned afterwards that he had
palmed off the dead body of a boy resembling me, which had been found
in the Liffey, as mine).
I agreed with Oliver, therefore, and also with Mr. Kinchella, whose
counsel marched with that of my honest protector, that, at present,
Dublin was no place for me and that I must make for London to be safe.
Meanwhile I lay close in Quin's room until he should have found a
cattle-boat that was passing over to Chester, by which route it was
decided I should go, it being more expeditious and exposing me less to
the disagreeables of the sea. This was arrived at by my two friends
out of the goodness of their hearts, but, could they have foreseen
what storms and tempests were yet to be my portion both by sea and
land, I doubt if they would have thought it much worth their trouble
to secure me from a few hours more or less of discomfort on this
particular voyage.
But, at present, there was no such boat going, the cattle being sent
over to Park Gate (where all freight for Chester was landed) only
about once every two weeks, and thus, as I say, I lay close in Quin's
room until such time as he should advise me to be ready for my
departure.
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