However disinclined the Colonel might be to believe any thing to the
disadvantage of Ethelston, there was so much circumstantial evidence
to condemn him, that he felt it his duty to prepare his child for the
worst at once, and to point out to her how they already knew that
Ethelston had been wounded and conveyed to the house of L’Estrange,
that his long absence was unexplained, and lastly that the character
of the French commodore, as an officer, and a man of honour, was
unimpeached.
Lucy heard him to the end; the glow on her cheek assumed a warmer hue,
and the little foot beat with a nervous and scarcely perceptible motion
on the floor, as she replied, “Father I will believe that the letter is
a forgery, or that the French officer, or commodore, or admiral, is a
madman, but never that Ethelston is a villain.”
“My dear Lucy,” said the Colonel, “I am almost as unwilling to think
ill of Ethelston as you can be yourself; but alas! I have seen more
than you of the inconstancy of men; and I know, too well, that many who
have enjoyed a good reputation have yet been found unable to withstand
temptation, such as may have beset Ethelston while an inmate of the
same house with the Creole beauty—“
“Dear father,” answered Lucy, colouring yet more deeply; “though it
were possible that Ethelston, in the presence of greater attractions,
may have yielded to them his affections, and withdrawn them from one
who had hoped to possess and treasure them for life,—though this may
be possible, it is not possible that he should be guilty of a violation
of the laws of hospitality and honour, such as that slanderous paper
lays to his charge. Promise me, dearest father, to suspend your belief,
and never to speak on this subject again, until it is God’s pleasure
that the truth shall be brought to light.”
“I promise you, my sweet child,” said her father; “and may that
merciful Being grant that your trust be not disappointed!”
“I have no fears,” said Lucy; and, as she spoke, her eyes beamed with
that full undoubting love such as can only be felt by one who has never
known what it is to deceive or to be deceived.
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