The Yellow Flag: A Novel. Volume 3 (of 3)Yates, Edmund
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The Yellow Flag: A Novel. Volume 3 (of 3)
Yates, Edmund
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'It might,' continued Mrs. Calverley, with great placidity, 'it might
have been imagined that, as my son, and leaving out all question of
his clerical position, he would have adopted another course, but such
do not appear to have been his views. Let me tell him,' she cried,
turning upon Martin with sudden fierceness, 'that henceforward he is
no son of mine That I renounce him and leave him to shift for himself;
he has no longer any expectations from me! On certain conditions I
promised to share all with him now, and leave him my sole heir at my
death. But I revoke what I said; I am mistress of my own fortune, and
will continue to be so. Not one penny of it shall go to him.'
'You are, of course, at liberty to do what you like with your fortune,
mother,' said Martin quietly, 'and it would never occur to me for an
instant--'
'Stay!' interrupted Statham, taking his friend by the arm and pointing
to Alice; 'there is no use in prolonging this painful discussion, and
Mrs. Claxton is completely exhausted.'
'You are right,' said Martin, rising from his seat, 'we have been
somewhat thoughtless in thus overtaxing her strength, and will take
her home at once.' Then advancing, he said, in a low tone, 'Mother,
will you see me to-morrow?'
'Mr. Martin Gurwood,' said Mrs. Calverley, in a clear cold voice,
'with my own free will I will never look upon you again! And though
the name that I bear is that of one who was a scoundrel, I am glad
that it is not the name which is disgraced by you!'
And thus those two parted.
CHAPTER X.
MR. WETTER IS INTERVIEWED.
When they reached the street, Humphrey Statham stopped short, and
turning to Martin, said, 'You had better see Mrs. Claxton to her home.
The excitement of the day has been too much for her, and the sooner
she is under the fostering care of Madame Du Tertre--it seems
impossible for me to call her by any other name--the less chance there
will be of her suffering any ill-effects.'
'Will you not go with us?' asked Martin, looking directly at his
friend for the first time since the dread explanation concerning Emily
Mitchell had passed between them, and still speaking with nervous
trepidation; 'will you not go with us?'
'No,' replied Humphrey, 'not now; there is something which I think
ought to be done, and I am the proper person to do it.'
'His manner was so odd that both Alice and Martin were struck by it at
once, and the latter, taking Humphrey by the arm, drew him aside for a
moment and said,
'I have an idea of what now fills your mind, and of the errand on
which you are going. You will not suffer yourself to run into any
danger?'
'Danger!'
'I repeat the word--danger! Life has a new happiness in store for you
now, Humphrey Statham, and should consequently be more precious than
you have ever yet considered it.'
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