The Son of His Father; vol. 3/3Oliphant, Mrs. (Margaret)
General
The Son of His Father; vol. 3/3
Oliphant, Mrs. (Margaret)
Fathers and sons -- Fiction
But there was perhaps something in his professional habit
of finding a remedy for the troubles brought under his eye, the quick
impulse of doing something, which becomes a second nature with the
physicians of the spirit as well as with those of the body, which helped
him now. And then it afforded him the most extraordinary and easy
opening out of a difficult conjunction of affairs; that had to be taken
into account--as well as the rest.
The result was that Mr. Cattley took Susie to London to her mother, and
at once, without anything--or at least very little more--said, took his
place as a member of the family, threatened with great shame and
exposure through the return of the disgraced father, whom some of them
had hoped never to see again, and some had no knowledge of. Nobody but a
clergyman could have done this so easily, and even Mrs. Sandford, with
all her pride and determination to share the secret with no one, could
not refuse the aid of a cool head and sympathetic mind in the emergency
in which she found herself placed. She was too much pre-occupied by her
great distress to have much leisure of mind to consider this sudden new
arrival critically as Susie’s suitor. At an easier moment that question
would no doubt have been discussed in all its bearings--whether he was
not too old for Susie; whether he was not very plain, very quiet;
whether they had known each other long enough; whether they suited each
other: all these matters would have afforded opportunity of discussion
and question. But in the present dreadful emergency there was no time
for any such argument.
‘Susie has accepted me for her husband,’ Mr. Cattley said (which,
indeed, Susie had scarcely done save tacitly), ‘what can I do to help
you?’ There seemed nothing strange in it. It was his profession to have
secrets confided to him, to help all sorts of people. Even Mrs. Sandford
could not resist his quiet certainty that their affairs were his, and
that he could be of use. And he had all the strength and freshness of a
new agent, impartial, having full command of his judgment. He had none
of John’s stern and angry Quixotism and determination not to lose hold
again of the father who was a disgrace to him, that fiercest development
of duty--neither did he share the horror and loathing of the wife for
the man who had betrayed and disgraced her. He was of Mrs. Sandford’s
mind that the culprit should be kept apart, that no attempt should be
made to reinstate him in the family; and he was of John’s mind that May
could not be abandoned. He agreed and disagreed with both, and he was
sorry for all--at once for the family driven to horror and dismay by
such a sudden apparition, and for the unfortunate criminal himself, thus
cut off from all the ties of nature.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
Reviews
Reviews
No reviews yet
Be the first to share your thoughts on this work.
Elsewhere in the archive
Join the Discussion
Join the discussion
Sign in to leave a comment or review.
Sign InorCreate an account