Trevethlan: A Cornish Story. Volume 3 (of 3)Watson, William Davy
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Trevethlan: A Cornish Story. Volume 3 (of 3)
Watson, William Davy
Cornwall (England : County) -- Fiction
In this dejected and sullen temper Mr. Pendarrel found his wife upon his
return from his unsuccessful journey to the north. And he was surprised
to discover that he had become of sudden consequence in the household.
Esther seemed to have abdicated her rule. She let things take their
course with a strange sort of apathy. Her activity vanished, or only
showed itself in petty things. She often sat unemployed, and absent of
mind for a long time together. She took her husband's advice. But the
slightest allusion to the elopement, or any kindred topic, made her eyes
gleam in a way to scare the unwary suggester of such a theme. Mr.
Pendarrel ventured to hint, soon after his return, at the desirableness
of some arrangement, and the reception of the experiment fairly
frightened him from repeating it.
It will be remembered that, after the stormy scene with Mildred, Esther
despatched a missive to Tolpeden Park. It was to summon its proprietor
immediately to town. Melcomb obeyed; and arrived only to learn that his
intended bride belonged to another. His career was soon at an end.
Embarrassments thickened around him. For some time he played at
hide-and-seek with the minions of the sheriff; but at length they
triumphed, and Melcomb became an inmate of the King's Bench.
And now he may disappear from these pages. After a while he obtained
"the rules;" occupied decent apartments near the Obelisk; joined a club
of gentlemen in his own plight, and mimicked on a small scale the habits
of a more fortunate time. One evening he was missed from his accustomed
tavern. They inquired at his lodgings. He was very ill; and he never
rallied. Some of his companions in misfortune consoled his declining
hours; and in a few days his heir took joyful possession of Tolpeden.
CHAPTER IX.
None but an author knows an author's cares,
Or fancy's fondness for the child she bears:
Committed once into the public arms,
The baby seems to smile with added charms:
Like something precious ventured far from shore,
'Tis valued for the danger's sake the more.
Cowper.
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