The Robber, A Tale.James, G. P. R. (George Payne Rainsford)
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The Robber, A Tale.
James, G. P. R. (George Payne Rainsford)
England -- Social life and customs -- 17th century -- Fiction
The Earl let it drop from his hands, and turned a glance of fierce
inquiry upon the young peasant, exclaiming, "Have you opened it?"
"As I hope for salvation, my lord," exclaimed the young man, "I neither
tried nor knew how to open it, but brought it to you just as I found
it."
His anxious and terrified look, the sudden rush of blood to his
countenance, his frank and ingenuous bearing, all confirmed his words,
and left no doubt that he spoke the truth. The Earl then turned to his
son, and gazed in his face with a look of deep and painful interest.
Langford's brow was grave, but calm, and taking both the Earl's hands
in his, he said, "Never mind, my lord; it cannot be helped; let us be
satisfied with the good which has befallen us. This day I have gained a
father, and you a son! It is enough! Let us not mind the rest."
The Earl cast himself upon his bosom. "You are my son, you are my son!"
he said; "I know and feel it, though there is much that I do not
comprehend, there is much still to be explained. You are like your
mother! Oh! too like your mother! Hating myself for having wronged her,
I hated her because she was wronged; and yet, though it seem madness
and folly to say it, I loved her still. But I knew not that she had had
a son, or I would never have acted as I did act; I would never have
wronged her as I did wrong her. A vague suspicion of the truth, a wild
whirling phantom of the imagination, did cross my mind once in years
long gone; and once, too, within these few days, when first I saw you
in that tower. But why, why did she conceal it?"
"Because, my lord," replied Langford, "you had left her; you had taken
from her the proofs of your marriage with her; you were upon the eve of
marriage with another, a proud and princely dame of another land; and
because her brother, my uncle, once your friend and companion, though
he doubted not the tale that his sister told of her private marriage
with yourself, and of your having obtained from her all the proofs of
that marriage, upon the most solemn vow never to destroy them; though
he doubted it not, I say, no, not a word of the whole tale, yet he
insisted upon her concealing her situation and the birth of her child,
for the sake of the honour of his family, at least till he could obtain
from you the proofs of his sister's virtue. Nay more; when he found
that, notwithstanding all his precautions, scandal had got abroad and
was busy with her name, he forced her to quit her own land, to dwell in
other countries, to assume another name, and to countenance the report
of her own death. In every matter of fortune he treated her with noble
and princely generosity; and in all points he was kind, except in one,
where he was stern and inflexible. But I agitate you. You are not able
to hear this tale now."
"Go on! go on!" exclaimed the Earl; "let me hear it all at once. Keep
me not a moment in suspense."
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