The Mysterious Wanderer, Vol. III: A Novel in Three VolumesReeve, Sophia
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The Mysterious Wanderer, Vol. III: A Novel in Three Volumes
Reeve, Sophia
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"In spite of every effort of reason, Joseph never came into the presence
of Sir Horace, without experiencing in some degree the dread he
entertained of him when a child, and which his harshness indeed
justified: Sir Horace's will was an absolute law, to which he had ever
yielded implicit obedience, nor was my grandfather's tyranny over him
then less absolute.
"Joseph was unacquainted with the late transactions; the last letter he
had received from my father, was on the immediate death of Sir James
Elvyn, which he knew had deferred the intended nuptials. He now, with
surprise, read Sir Horace's invitation to the Hall; the idea, however,
that it was on account of the marriage, and perhaps to perform the
ceremony, as he had taken holy orders, overcame his reluctance of being
with Sir Horace; especially as he regarded the invitation as a proof of
my father's friendship.
"Greatly was he deceived: for on his arrival he was introduced to Sir
Horace, who, after recapitulating the favours he had, or pretended to
have conferred, told Joseph he had sent for him to present him with the
Corbet living, then vacant by the death of the incumbent; but on the
condition that he accepted a wife provided for him. Joseph, recovering
from the surprise this unexpected donation and overture had occasioned,
thanked my grandfather for a provision so far beyond his hopes; assuring
him at the same time he would obey his command, if there were the least
probability of his proving agreeable to, or liking the lady he had
proposed.
"The lady, Sir Horace said, was perfectly agreeable to the match; she
was handsome and good-natured, and he might look on the living as her
dowry: and finally gave him to understand he was determined on the
match, whether he approved it or not. Joseph silently acquiesced; his
heart was unengaged, and, as I before observed, my grandfather's will
was a law he had never dared to dispute.--Satisfied with his tacit
compliance, Sir Horace left him, and went to Miss Elvyn, who was little
prepared for the peremptory command he gave her to marry Joseph."
"I must retire, Henry;" said Mrs. Blond, in vain endeavouring to
suppress the obtrusive tear; "recollection is too painful to let me
listen to the relation. I will rejoin you by and by."
Sir Henry kissed her hand, and conducted her to the door; then,
re-seating himself, resumed his relation.
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