The Son of His Father; vol. 1/3Oliphant, Mrs. (Margaret)
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The Son of His Father; vol. 1/3
Oliphant, Mrs. (Margaret)
Fathers and sons -- Fiction
To this she made no reply, but after a while sat down beside him,
endeavouring to turn his thoughts to other subjects.
‘I have settled everything I can for you,’ she said, ‘it will not be so
comfortable as in mother’s time. She was very comfortable, without
having any method in particular or settled ways. If I don’t make any
fuss, yet I feel that all the same. But after a while you’ll fall into
the new method. Sarah’s a good girl. She will do everything for you that
she knows. And new customs creep up, and you will get on more
comfortably than you think. The only question that there is any anxiety
about is the boy.’
‘You had better take him back, Emily, into your own hands.’
‘How can I do that?’ Her face changed a little out of its fixed gravity
and calm. ‘You can’t undo ten years in a day. By all the habits of his
mind he’s your boy. It was a risk, but you took it. I ought to have
thought, but I didn’t then, that in the course of nature I should most
probably live the longest, and that, before he was fully set out in the
world, you might----’
She paused, reflecting that this was the very contrary of what she had
said a few minutes before.
‘What?’ he said, fretfully. ‘If you think that in consequence of what
has happened I will make any change--of any kind--you are much mistaken,
Emily. I’ll neither form new ties, nor change in any way. Half is left
to you and half to him, as we always settled, and there shall be no
alteration.’
‘I was not thinking of that,’ she said, gently; but she did not say any
more. It is difficult, unless as a matter of business, to speak to any
man of what will happen when he dies, and if he does not care to
contemplate that idea it is so much the worse. Emily let the subject
drop. She had said he might see them all out, which indeed might happen,
as such things happen every day; but though she said this she perceived
with her experienced eyes that her father was a man unlikely to live
long. The loss of the companion of his life, who had been his prop,
though his mind had never been sensible to the fact, was not a thing
likely to be got over so easily as seemed. Though she spoke of Sarah’s
faithfulness and the new ways, she had no real faith in the apparent
composure with which he had accepted the change in his life. In many
ways this was to her a painful conclusion, and hard to face. Something
no doubt of natural feeling had survived the long separation, the great
difference between her ways of thinking and his. To have that house
swept from the face of the earth in which there was always a refuge
whatever might happen; and still worse to have on her hands a
responsibility from which she had shaken herself free; to have it back
again with all its difficulties increased, and every kind of new
complication, was a most unwelcome thought. But her mind was a very
clear and cool one in its peculiar way, and she foresaw everything that
could possibly occur to make her arrangements vain, even while in the
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