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
“Ah! he 's come, is he? So much the better,” muttered Repton, “we may
want his calm, clear head to assist us here; not that we shall have to
fear a contest,--there is no enemy in the field,--and if there were,
Val Repton is ready to meet him!” And the old man crossed his arms, and
stood erect in all the consciousness of his undiminished vigor. “Here
he comes at last,--I know his step on the stair.” And he flung open the
door for Massingbred.
“I read failure in your flushed cheek, Massingbred; failure and anger
both, eh?”
Massingbred tried to smile. If there was any quality on which he
especially prided himself, it was the bland semblance of equanimity he
could assume in circumstances of difficulty and irritation. It was
his boast to be able to hide his most intense emotions at moments
of passion, and there was a period in which, indeed, he wielded this
acquirement. Of later times, however, he had grown more natural
and impulsive; he had not yet lost the sense of pain this yielding
occasioned, and it was with evident irritation that he found Repton had
read his thoughts.
“You perceive, then, that I am unsuccessful?” said he, with a faint
smile. “So much the better if my face betrays me; it will save a world
of explanation!”
“Make your report, sir, and I'll make the tea,” said Repton, as he
proceeded to that office.
“The fellow was in bed,--he refused to see me, and it was only by some
insistence that I succeeded in gaining admittance. He has had leeches
to his temples. He was bruised, it seems, when he fell, but far more
frightened than hurt. He looks the very picture of terror, and lies
with a perfect armory of pistols beside his bed. Scanlan was there,
and thought to remain during our interview; but I insisted on his
withdrawing, and he went. The amiable attorney, somehow, has a kind of
respect for me that is rather amusing. As for Merl, he broke out into a
vulgar tirade of passion, abused the country and the people, cursed the
hour he came amongst them, and said, if he only knew the nature of the
property before he made his investment, he 'd rather have purchased
Guatemala bonds, or Santa Fé securities.
“'Then I have come fortunately,' said I, 'for I bring you an offer to
reimburse all your outlay, and to rid you of a charge so little to your
inclination.'
“'Oh! you do, do you?' said he, with one of his cunningest leers.
'You may not be able, perhaps, to effect that bargain, though. It's one
thing to pay down a smart sum of money and wait your time for recovering
it, and it's another to surrender your compact when the hour of
acquisition has arrived. I bought this reversion--at least, I paid the
first instalment of the price--four years ago, when the late man's life
was worth twenty years' purchase. Well, he 's gone now, and do you think
that I 'm going to give up my claim for what it cost me?'
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