English fiction -- 19th century; Inheritance and succession -- Fiction; Mystery fiction; Smugglers -- Fiction
"I have made up my mind to get another interview with Mr. Castlemaine
before I apply for legal advice," spoke Anthony.
"Bless me!" exclaimed John Bent, for the words surprised him.
"Yes. I have been thinking it well over from beginning to end; and I
see that I ought to give my uncle James one more opportunity to settle
it amicably, before bringing the dispute openly before the world, and
causing a scandal. He was in a passion this afternoon and perhaps did
not quite understand me: when he shall have had time to reflect he may
be more reasonable."
John Bent shook his head. In his own mind he did not believe that
fifty fresh appeals would have any effect on Mr. Castlemaine.
"I say this to myself," went on Anthony: "Whether Greylands' Rest is
his by right or not, he is in possession of it. Nobody can deny that.
And I have tried to put myself in imagination in his place, and I see
how cruel a blow it would seem if a stranger came to seek to deprive
me of it. I might be as angry as he is."
"Then, sir, do you intend to leave him in possession of it?" returned
the landlord.
"No, no; you do not comprehend. I must enforce my claim; if the estate
is mine, I will never yield it--to him, or to anyone. But it may be
his: and I think it is only just to offer him one more opportunity of
privately satisfying me, before I take any proceedings. I shall do so.
If I cannot see him to-morrow, I will write to him fully."
"The meeting might only lead to another quarrel, Mr. Anthony."
"Well--yes--I have thought of that. And I fear he would injure me if
he could," added the young man, in a dreamy manner, and speaking to
himself instead of to his landlord. "There: don't put more coal,
please: it is too warm."
John Bent went away with his coal-scuttle. He remarked to his wife
that their inmate did not seem in his usual good spirits. Mrs. Bent,
trimming one of her smart caps at the round table by the fire,
answered that she knew as much as that without being told; and that he
(John) had better see that Molly was properly attending to the company
in the public-room.
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