The Mysterious Wanderer, Vol. III: A Novel in Three Volumes — John Shaqi
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
"During his absence, Mallet, who had so abruptly quitted the service of
Mr. Holly, returned to Caermarthen; and was appointed by my mother to
the stewardship of her landed property. This step was highly
disagreeable to my father, and he determined immediately to return: the
malady of his mind was rapidly destroying his constitution; he
entertained no hopes of recovery, he scarcely wished it; and Sister
Francoise being at that time liberated from her monastic vows, he
escorted her to Plymouth, and then returned to the Hall; where, for the
first time in my life, I heard him reproach my mother for her conduct.
Trivial as the circumstance was, it not only rendered home more
disgusting, but appeared to accelerate his dissolution. At the
Parsonage only he looked for peace; whither, under pretence of
wandering in the grounds, I used to follow him; my mother having
prohibited my visits to Blond, and my father, from affection, not
wishing me ever to be from his presence.
"At last he became so feeble, as to be incapable of leaving the Hall;
and my mother changing her usual mode of conduct, became attentive, and
even assiduous about him; so much so, that for three weeks previously to
the period which bereft me of the best of fathers, she rarely quitted
him, even for necessary rest and refreshment. The evening, however,
before he expired, she had retired for a few hours repose, and the
attendants likewise quitting the room, my father looked expressively at
me some moments, and, pressing my hand to his bosom, said,--'The time
will shortly arrive, my Harry, when I shall moulder into dust, and you
be deprived of him who might almost be termed your only parent. Thy
mother--but no matter!... Little of happiness have I experienced in this
world; and, but for thee, should quit it without regret. Yet remember,
Harry, she is thy mother! and, whatever may hereafter reach thy
knowledge, let it not for a moment blot from thy mind the sacredness of
that tie!
"'You will be the inheritor of my fortunes; your mother is already well
provided for; but I charge and entreat you take care of my Ellenor, and
her son: Sir Horace's restriction reaches not to you: and if hereafter
the child of my brother and Eliza should gain your affection, let not
her want of an adequate fortune be a hindrance to your happiness; too
many have already been sacrificed to avarice. Blond knows my sentiments,
and will add a blessing to your father's; he has a copy of my will: the
original you will find in----.'
"The entrance of my mother prevented his finishing the sentence, and her
strict attention afterwards precluded all opportunity of informing me
where he had put his will.
"In the morning Blond, as usual, came to visit my father; and perceiving
a considerable change for the worse, consented to remain, till the life
he prized above his own, should cease to animate its earthly mansion.
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