"You're right. I never would. But that's not to say I don't wish it
to come out. For them, mind you, I speak. I leave you out now. I put
you first and you say you'd like it known. So I go on to them, and I
tell you that for their peace of mind and well-being in the future,
'tis better a thousand times they should start open and fair, without
the need of this lie between them and the world."
"I don't agree with that. When the truth was told them on his
deathbed, 'twas settled it should never go no further."
"Wait and think a moment before you decide. What has it been to you to
hide the truth all your life?"
"A necessity. I soon grew used to it. Nobody was hurt by it. And
Nathan kept his money."
"Don't fool yourself to think that none was hurt by it. Everybody was
hurt by it. A prosperous lie be like a prosperous thistle: it never
yet flourished without ripening seed and increasing its own poisonous
stock a thousandfold. The world's full of that thistledown. Your
children know the truth themselves; therefore I say it should come out.
They've no right to stand between you and the thing you want to do.
I'll wager Heathman don't care--it's only your daughters."
"More than that. Nathan would never have wished it known."
"No argument at all. He was soaked in crookedness and couldn't see
straight for years afore he died."
"I won't have it and I won't argue about it."
"Well, your word's law. But you're wrong; and you'll live to know
you're wrong. Now what are you going to do? We'll start as though I
knew nought of this for the moment."
"I stop at Undershaugh till spring. I've got no money to name. We
shall settle between ourselves--me and Heathman."
"I'll----"
He stopped.
"No," he said; "I can't promise anything, come to think of it; and I
can't commit myself. 'Tis folly to say, 'let the position be as though
I didn't know the truth.' It can't be. I do know it, and I'm
influenced by it. I'll do nothing at all for any of you unless this
comes out. I say that, not because I don't care for my brother's
children, but because I do care for them."
"I don't want you to do anything. I've got my son. I refuse
absolutely to speak. Until my children are all of one mind about it,
the thing must be hidden up--yes, hidden up for evermore. I won't
argue the right or the wrong. 'Tis out of my hands, and so long as one
of them says 'no,' I hold it my duty to keep silent. And, of course,
'tis yours also."
"Who knows what my duty would be if Ned was going to marry Cora? I'd
sacrifice the unborn to you; but not to your daughter and my nephew.
There have been enough tongues to curse that worthless pair already.
You don't want their own children to do the same in the time to come?
But perhaps I know as much about Cora as you do about Ned. Wait and
see if she changes her mind, since he has lost his fortune."
Priscilla rose.
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