The Wizard's Son, Vol. 2 (of 3)Oliphant, Mrs. (Margaret)
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The Wizard's Son, Vol. 2 (of 3)
Oliphant, Mrs. (Margaret)
Great Britain -- Fiction; Inheritance and succession -- Fiction; Supernatural -- Fiction
For a moment she did not say anything, but lay smiling, not looking at
him. At last she answered softly with a great gravity coming over her
face--"Lord Erradeen, after some years and many struggles, married the
heiress of the Glen Oriel family, and brought a great deal of property
to the house. He was to me like an angel from heaven. And his heart was
broken. But how could I help him, lying crushed and broken here? What he
did was well. It was not the best he could have done; because you see he
could not give his heart's love again, and that is essential: but he did
no harm. There was just an ending of it for one generation when I fell
over yon wall. And his son died young, without ever coming to the age to
bear the brunt, and the late lord, poor man, was just confused from the
commencement, and never came to any good."
"What is the best he could have done?"
She turned to him with a little eagerness. "I have no instruction," she
said, "I have only the sense that comes with much thinking and putting
things together, if it is sense. I have lain here and thought it over
for years and years, both in the night when everybody was sleeping, and
in the day when they were all thinking of their own concerns. I think
one man alone will never overcome that man we know. He is too much for
you. If I have gleaned a little in my weakness, think what he must have
found out in all these years. But I think if there were two, that were
but one--two that had their hearts set upon what was good only, and
would not listen to the evil part--I think before them he would lose
his strength: he could do no more. But oh, how hard to be like that and
to find the other? I am afraid you are far, far from it, Lord Erradeen."
"Call me Walter--like my predecessor," he said.
"You are not like him. He was never soiled with the world. His mind was
turned to everything that was good. And me, though I was but a small
thing, I had it in me to stand by him. Two souls that are one! I am
thinking--and I have had a long, long time to think in--that this is
what is wanted to free the race from that bondage."
"Do you mean--that there has never been such a pair to do what you say?"
"Perhaps it is that there never has been a cripple creature like me,"
she said with a smile, "to find it out. And at the best it is just a
guess of mine. I have thought of everything else, but I can find nothing
that will do. If you will think, however," said Miss Milnathort, "you
will find it no such a light thing. Two of one mind--and that one mind
set intent upon good, not evil. They will have to know. They will have
to understand. The woman might miss it for want of knowing. She would
have to be instructed in the whole mystery, and set her mind to it as
well as the man. Do you think that is too easy? No, oh, no, it is not so
very easy, Lord Erradeen."
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