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
Fiction
"The elder St. Ledger, on his return in the evening, received me with
his usual friendship. To him my father had never divulged the secret of
his unhappiness; nor could I reveal it: but on his inquiring the reason
of my journey to London, I related what had passed between me and my
mother since the death of my father, and the means she had used to make
me appear insane. St. Ledger listened to my tale with complaisance; but
regarded my conduct as proceeding from youthful folly; and plainly told
me, he should sooner credit the idea of my insanity, than any thing to
the prejudice of Lady Corbet, who, he was well assured, loved me too
well, and was too just, wilfully to injure me or any one! He, however,
requested I would make his house my home as long as I remained in town;
and, at my entreaty, forbore to inform my mother where I was. The
precaution, however, was useless, as Lady Dursley accidentally saw me,
and wrote to my mother, who immediately came to London.
"With our subsequent rencontre at Sir John's, you are already
acquainted. My mother, on her first arrival in town, designed to have
called on St. Ledger; but, understanding he was at his country seat,
deemed it unnecessary; and, having recovered her emigrant, took leave of
her friends, and reconducted me to the Hall, where, a few days after, I
was again placed in confinement.
CHAPTER III.
"The visits of Mr. Talton in some degree restored my liberty: but
solitude was then become my choice; my mind, by constantly dwelling on
the waywardness of my fate, became gloomy; and my wretchedness was
farther encreased, by hearing the exultations of my mother, at the
subjection to which she had reduced me.
"Mallet, nevertheless, wished my death, under an apprehension that I
might, one day, discover the means which had been used to defraud me of
my possessions; and repeatedly endeavoured to persuade her to let him
administer such drugs as, without leaving any signs of violence, would
quickly send me to the grave.--This, however, my mother as often
opposed; and, at last declared, if I died, she would marry Talton.
"This arrangement by no means satisfied Mallet, whose real motive, I
believe, was an idea, that if I were dead, he might persuade or terrify
her into a marriage with himself.
"In the mean time, my mother continued her usual mode of behaviour
toward me; occasionally allowing me the liberty of rambling in the
surrounding plantations, though with two or three servants to watch me,
lest I should again attempt to escape.
"Thus passed more than a twelve-month, when I was taken ill; I loathed
my food; my strength failed me; and repose became a stranger to my
pillow. Frequently I passed the night in pacing my room; or, when the
moon afforded sufficient light, in contemplating the venerable structure
where the ashes of my father rested, or in tracing the different haunts
where he had so often attended me in my juvenile rambles.
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