The Martins Of Cro' Martin, Vol. II (of II)Lever, Charles
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The Martins Of Cro' Martin, Vol. II (of II)
Lever, Charles
Ireland -- History -- 1800-1837 -- Fiction; Ireland -- Social life and customs -- 19th century -- Fiction
The eccentricities of her aunt's character had always served as
extenuating circumstances with Mary Martin. She knew the violence of
her prejudices, the enormous amount of her self-esteem, and the facility
with which she was ever able to persuade herself that whatever she
wished to do assumed at once all the importance and gravity of a duty!
This thorough appreciation of her peculiarities enabled Mary to bear
up patiently under many sore trials and some actual wrongs. Where the
occasion was a light one, she could afford to smile at such trials, and,
even in serious cases, they palliated the injustice; but here was an
instance wherein all her forgiveness was in vain. To take the moment of
her poor uncle's illness--that terrible seizure, which left him without
self-guidance, if even a will--to dictate these hard and humiliating
terms, was a downright cruelty. Nor did it diminish the suffering which
that letter cost her that its harsh conditions seemed dictated by a
spirit of contempt for Ireland and its people. As Mary re-read the
letter, she felt that every line breathed this tone of depreciation. It
was to her Ladyship a matter of less than indifference what became of
the demesne, who inhabited the house,--the home of “the Martins” for
centuries! She was as little concerned for the prestige of “the old
family,” as she was interested for the sorrows of the people. If Mary
endeavored to treat these things dispassionately to her own heart,
by dwelling upon all the points which affected others, still, her own
individual wrong would work to the surface, and the bitter and insulting
suggestion made to her rose up before her in all its enormity.
She did her very best to turn her thoughts into some other channel,--to
fix them upon her poor uncle, on his sick-bed, and sorrowing as he
was sure to be; to think of her cousin Harry, struggling against the
embarrassments of his own imprudence; of the old housekeeper, Catty
Broon, to whom she could not summon courage to speak the cruel tidings
of her changed lot,--but all, all in vain; back she would come to the
humiliation that foreshadowed her own fortune, and threatened to depose
her from her station forever.
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