About a week after Edmund’s hasty visit to Lodore, the postman’s knock was heard, and no servant appearing with letters, inquiries1 were made. A footman replied, that Mr. St. Aubin had been passing through the hall, and had taken the letters from the man. Henry was applied2 to; but disappointed the hopes of all by saying, there was but one, which was for himself. “It’s from Edmund,” he added carelessly.
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“And what does he say?” inquired every one, at the same moment. “An order to join, I suppose?” added Frances.
“No,” he replied.
“You are very laconic3, Henry!” observed Mrs. Montgomery.
“Why, really, ma’am—I—don’t know that it is quite fair to talk of young men’s love concerns. However, my amiable4 cousins, I believe, know all about it; whether they have thought fit to inform you, ma’am, or not. Indeed, you saw something of it yourself. It was a foolish affair from the first: I never thought it would answer.”
“What was a foolish affair?” asked Frances.
“Oh all that fudge about your nonsuch fancying that Lady Susan Morven was to accept him, forsooth, because some people[71] have blown him up with conceit5 and impertinence, by choosing to make fools of themselves about him. But it seems she is married to the Marquis of H?, and Edmund, of course, is in great despair about it—that’s all!”
“I cannot believe that he ever loved Lady Susan!” said Frances.
“I have only his own word, and his own hand-writing for it,” replied Henry.
“Will you shew me the letter?” asked Frances.
“Why, do you doubt what I assert?” said Henry, angrily, and at the same time putting his hand in his pocket, to feign6 an intention of shewing a letter he had never received. There was one in his pocket, however, which he would have been very sorry to have shewn.
“I like the evidence of my own senses[72] best,” replied Frances, holding out her hand.
“On second thoughts,” said Henry, “I shall not shew the letter. Indeed, I don’t think it would be honourable7 in me to do so. By the bye,” he added, “I took a couple of papers from the man at the same time. I forgot them, I believe, on the writing-table in the library. The marriage will be in the ‘Morning-Post,’ of course.”
“My dear, what could you have been doing to forget the papers? I thought the servants were airing them,” said Mrs. Montgomery.
Frances flew for them. Julia was, or seemed to be, very busily engaged about something at her portfolio8; and took wonderfully little interest in the discussion, considering the regard (in the way of friendship, we mean) which she had always professed9 to entertain[73] for Edmund. Frances returned with the papers. The marriage of Lady Susan Morven to the Marquis of H. certainly did appear printed in legible characters. Frances herself read it aloud. Various comments were made. Mrs. Montgomery expressed herself certain that Lord L. would be much dissatisfied with Julia for having refused so splendid a match.
“I never said I refused him, ma’am,” faltered10 out Julia, in a timid voice.
“He told your uncle you did, my dear,” said Mrs. Montgomery.
“Did I not tell you, ma’am, that my fair cousin here would choose for herself?” observed Henry with emphasis: and going towards Julia, he leaned on the back of her chair with well-feigned tenderness of manner.
Mrs. Montgomery looked with a surprised and inquiring expression at her granddaughter,[74] who coloured to excess; for she thought of Edmund, and was also painfully aware of the false light in which Henry wished her to appear. The blush of consciousness was deepened by indignation, not the less strong that it was suppressed. She could not now say, as she had done when a child, “No, I hate Henry, and I love Edmund!” He knew she could not, and she knew that on this knowledge he presumed. A look, indeed, of resentment11, she attempted. Mrs. Montgomery saw it, thought it one of intelligence, and felt alarmed.
Frances, who had turned over the paper two or three times, now exclaimed, “Oh, here is something about Edmund’s friend, Lord Fitz-Ullin; and she began to read aloud as follows:—
“It is with heartfelt grief, we perform the melancholy12 task of stating, that the young[75] Earl of Fitz-Ullin, whose late gallant13 conduct gave so bright a promise of his following in the glorious track of his father, has disappointed every hope, blighted14 his budding laurels15, and ended his short career, by that crime of which alone the perpetrator can never repent16: we mean, an act of suicide. The cause is said to be a love affair, of at least doubtful character; the rank of the lady being much beneath that of his Lordship. The female in question is, in fact, we understand, the daughter of his Lordship’s nurse; but very beautiful, and, unfortunately, brought up at a fashionable boarding school, with accomplishments17 and ideas quite out of her sphere. We understand, further, that his Lordship became acquainted with his fair enslaver at first as one of the young ladies of a certain fashionable establishment, without[76] being aware of her birth, or even her name, till after many rural, and, we believe, clandestine18 meetings had taken place; and that the attachment19 existed even in the life-time of his Lordship’s father; but was then, of course, kept a profound secret. The rival, whose later success with the frail20 fair one has caused the dreadful catastrophe21 above related, is no other than his Lordship’s particular friend, the——” Here Frances suddenly stopped short, and exclaimed, “Nonsense!—Impossible!”
“Go on! go on!” cried Henry, (he had read it before.)
“What nonsense!” said Frances again pettishly22, as she continued looking over the paragraph to herself.
Henry snatched the paper, and after a moment’s search, went back upon and finished[77] the sentence in a loud and exulting23 tone, thus: “is no other than his Lordship’s particular friend, the gallant Captain Montgomery.”—“Well, faith,” he said, “it was too bad of Edmund to carry on an amour of this kind at the very time when, I know, he had hopes (however ill-founded) of being accepted, by Lady Susan.”
“It must be all false together,” said Frances.
“You are Edmund’s sponsor, it seems,” observed Henry. “You would not allow that he loved Lady Susan, so perhaps it is this other lady, or rather woman, he loves; and that he only wished to marry Lady Susan’s fifty thousand. Or, perhaps, your ladyship knows best, or possibly has the best right to know, among so many aspirants24 for the heart of this gallant adventurer, which is the favoured fair one!”
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“No! no!” said Mrs. Montgomery, replying to the part of Henry’s speech which inferred that our hero designed to carry on an amour of inclination25 with one woman, and marry the fortune of another. “That Edmund may have a virtuous26 attachment to one or other lady, is very possible; indeed, I always thought, and so, I believe, you all did, that he liked Lady Susan. Or that he may have rivalled his friend, unintentionally, or been mistaken in the character of the lady, is also not impossible: but, that he has behaved dishonourably or unamiably, I will not, on any authority, believe! Therefore, my dear, if you know that he did hope, so lately, to be accepted by Lady Susan, there can be no sort of truth in the other affair: it must be mere27 newspaper conjecture28.”
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Mr. Jackson had hitherto sat apart, affecting to read to himself the other paper; to evince, by this seeming inattention to the conversation, his contempt of the accusations29 brought against Edmund. He now arose, and indignantly strode towards the fire-place. He stood with his back to it, and, in visible emotion, pronounced the words, “Contemptible falsehoods!—No;” he proceeded, after a tolerably long pause, during which he compressed his lips, and planted his heels firmly in the rug, “Licentious excitements (he would not condescend30 to a perverted32 world, by miscalling such, pleasures) have no temptations for a mind constituted like Edmund’s! His affections are of the heart: they borrow not a deceptive33 glow, either from the passions, or from the temper; as do those,” he added, “of but too many hot-headed, cold-hearted,[80] selfish rakes, who pass on a thoughtless world for good-natured fellows.”
“I know nothing about any body’s good-nature,” said Henry; “nor am I editor of the ‘Morning Post,’ to be accountable for whose amours may figure in its columns for the amusement of the public. All I assert of my own knowledge is, that Edmund either was, or thought fit to say he was, in love with Lady Susan Morven; that he was coxcomb34 enough to fancy he would be accepted; and is fool enough to be in despair about her Ladyship’s marrying a man of rank, suitable to her own.”
“Your statement, young gentleman,” said Mr. Jackson, “contains, to speak mildly, many egregious35 errors! Edmund is neither fool nor coxcomb! Neither was your observation, just now, more applicable: A brave[81] officer, in the regular service of his own king and country, is no adventurer!”
Julia was endeavouring to leave the room unobserved. Henry, with an unusually officious zeal36 of politeness, flew to assist her in opening the door. While doing so, he contrived37 in spite of all her efforts to the contrary, to look full in her face, with a hatefully offensive expression of perfect intelligence. His unshrinking eye stood still, till it cost Julia an effort to break the spell, and withdraw her’s. He knew what she must have felt during the late discussion; and she felt that he did so. He had often, in private, insolently38 taxed her with her preference of Edmund; and, so taxed, though of course she had made no confessions39, she had been too proud to descend31 to falsehood, and deny the fact: and thus she felt that the secret of[82] her heart’s affections, which timid delicacy40 induced her to conceal41 from those she loved and respected, was laid bare to the view of him, with whom, of all the world, she had least sympathy!
Her sickening sensation, consequently, while now she endured his gaze, somewhat resembled what we can imagine might be experienced by a modest woman beneath the exulting eye of a libertine42, were it possible for that eye, by its audacious stare, to dissolve the personal screen of decent clothing.
Julia was again present when the papers of the next day were read. They said, that they were very happy to state, that Lord Fitz-Ullin was only wounded, and that hopes were entertained of his Lordship’s recovery. That, strange to relate, his rival was now in close attendance on the couch of his injured[83] friend: and that, still more strange, the fickle43 fair one herself assisted her new lover in the task of nursing her old one.
The next paper undertook to gratify the public with curious particulars respecting a late interesting occurrence in high life. A certain young nobleman, it was now confidently affirmed, had, in the first instance, actually laid his title and fortune at the feet of a certain fickle fair one; who had, notwithstanding, perversely44 preferred a certain gallant captain, who, it is thought, though he had no objection to receive very unequivocal proofs of the lady’s love, had no idea of marrying her; and that the eclaircissement had taken place at the altar.
Another paper asserted, that an old woman, calling herself the mother of the lady, had rushed into the church, wrested45 the sacred[84] volume from the hands of the clergyman, and in the most frantic46 manner, put a stop to the ceremony. And further, that the said old woman had proceeded to make such confessions to the intended bridegroom respecting, it is supposed, the lady’s late connexion with the gallant Captain, as had effectually prevented the marriage. That the Earl had, in the handsomest manner, sent for his rival, and resigned the lady to him; after which, in a paroxysm of despairing love, he had gone home to his splendid residence in ? Square, and shot himself.
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