Clergy -- Fiction; Great Britain -- Fiction; Religious fiction
The vicar's heart gave a bound. One hour more and he should clutch it!
One short hour more and he should at last be master of his own destiny,
dependent on no fond woman's whim, trembling before no children's power
to change her purpose.
"Once let her sign this will," thought he, "and if I ever leave her long
enough unwatched to make another, the fault will be my own, and I will
abide the consequence."
With a placid countenance that manifested no emotion of any kind, Mr.
Cartwright amused himself for a few minutes in examining a drawing just
finished for the Fancy Fair, by the light of a lamp on the
chimney-piece; and as he passed behind his cousin to set it down, he
condescendingly stopped to show it to him, pointing out its merits with
affectionate admiration, for the artist was no other than his
accomplished lady.
"Is not the expression of this head beautifully holy, cousin Stephen?
Just look at the eyes.... Chivers the butler, her maid Curtis, and my
valet can witness it.... Charming is it not?"
In a short time afterwards Mrs. Cartwright rose; the attentive attorney
sprang to the door, opened it, and silently followed her out of the
room.
Henrietta's eye followed them, and she sighed heavily. "You do not seem
well to-night, Miss Cartwright," said Helen, "and I do not feel gay;
what say you to our keeping each other in countenance, and both going to
bed though the clock has not yet struck ten?"
"A comfortable, and very wise proposal," replied Henrietta, rising at
once. "I am much more inclined to be in bed than up; for I would rather
be asleep than awake."
"It is very right for you, Henrietta, who are an invalid, to be indulged
in your wish to retire early," said her father. "Good night! I am sorry
that the accidental absence of your mother renders it impossible for me
to hasten the hour of evening prayer. But you shall have my blessing.
May Heaven watch over your slumbers if you close your eyes in faith! If
not, may he visit you in the night season, with such appalling thoughts
as may awaken a right spirit within you! But for you, my dear child," he
continued, turning to Helen, "I cannot suffer you to leave us so
prematurely. We shall have prayers within an hour, and I do not permit
any member of my family to absent herself from the performance of this
sacred ordinance, without very good and sufficient reason for so
doing."
"I conceive that I have very good and sufficient reason for so doing,
sir," replied Helen, approaching the door: "I wish you all good night."
"She shall pay for this!" whispered one of the little demons that
nestled in the vicar's heart. "Stephen must absolve me of my promise for
to-night; but if I do not keep it with him nobly on some future
occasion, I will give him leave to tear in fragments the parchment which
at this very moment is growing into a rod wherewith to scourge the
insolence of this proud vixen."
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