For Woman's Love Part- 2 - Mrs. E. D. E. N. Southworth (robert munsch read aloud .TXT) 📗
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Of The Affair Directly From Grandfather Himself. Has He Really Not
Written And Told You Of His Marriage?"
"He Has Never Told Me A Word Of His Marriage, Though He Has Written A
Dozen Or More Letters To Me Within The Last Few Weeks."
"That Is Very Extraordinary. And Did You Not Hear Any Rumor Of It? Did
No One Chance To See The Notice Of It In The Papers?"
"No One That I Know Of. No; I Heard No Hint Of My Father's Marriage From
Any Quarter, Nor Had I, Nor Any One Else At Rockhold Or At North End,
The Slightest Suspicion Of Such A Thing."
"That Is Very Strange. It Must Have Been In The Papers," Said Sylvan.
"If It Was I Did Not See It, But, Then, I Never Think Of Looking At The
Marriage List."
"I Am Inclined To Think That It Never Got Into The Papers. The Marriage
Was Private, Though Not Secret. And You, Sylvan, Should Have Seen That
The Marriage Was Inserted In All The Daily Papers. It Was Your Special
Duty As Groomsman. But You Must Have Forgotten It, And I Never
Remembered To Remind You Of It," Said Cora.
"Not I. I Never Forgot It, Because I Never Once Thought Of It. Didn't
Know It Was My Duty To Attend To It. Besides, I Had So Many Duties. Such
Awful Duties! Think Of My Having To Be My Own Grandmother's Church Papa
Part 2 Chapter 18 (A Crisis At Rockhold) Pg 27And Give Her Away At The Altar! That Duty Reduced Me To A State Of
Imbecility From Which I Have Not Yet Recovered."
"But," Said Mr. Clarence, With A Look Of Pain On His Fine, Genial
Countenance, "It Is So Strange That My Father Never Mentioned His
Marriage In Any Of His Letters To Me."
"Perhaps He Did Not Like To Mix Up Sentiment With Business," Kindly
Suggested Sylvan.
"I Don't Think It Was A Question Of Sentiment," Sighed Mr. Clarence.
"What? Not His Marriage?"
"No," Sighed Mr. Clarence.
"Well, Don't Worry About The Matter. Let Us Order Dinner And Engage The
Carriage To Take Us All To Rockhold. How Astonished The Darkies Will Be
To See Us, And How Much More Astonished To Hear The News We Have To
Tell! I Wonder If They Will Take Kindly To The Rule Of The New
Mistress?" Said Sylvan.
"Why Did Not One Of You Have The Kindness, And Thoughtfulness, To Write
And Tell Me Of My Father's Marriage?" Sorrowfully Inquired Mr. Clarence,
Utterly Ignoring The Just Spoken Words Of His Nephew.
"Dear Uncle Clarence, I Should Certainly Have Written And Told You All
About It At Once, If I Had Not Taken For Granted That Grandfather Had
Informed You Of His Intention, As Was Certainly His Place To Do. And
Even If I Had Written To You On Any Other Occasion, I Should Assuredly
Have Alluded To The Marriage. But, You See, I Never Wrote To Any One
While Away," Cora Explained.
"Now, Uncle Clarence, Just Take Cora's Explanation And Apology For Both
Of Us, Will You, For It Fits Me As Well As It Does Her? And Now You Two
May Keep The Ball Rolling, While I Go Out And Order Dinner And Engage
The Hack," Said Sylvan, Starting For The Office.
When He Was Gone Clarence Asked Cora To Give Him All The Details Of The
Extraordinary Marriage, And She Complied With His Request.
"It Will Make A Country Talk," Said The Young Man, With A Sigh, Which
Cora Echoed.
"And You Say They Will Be Home On The First Of July?" He Inquired.
"Yes," Said Cora.
"I Wish I Had Known In Time. I Would Have Had Old Rockhold Hall Prepared
As It Should Be For The Reception Of My Father's Bride, Though I Do So
Strongly Disapprove The Marriage. Do You Know, Cora, That Old House Has
Never Had Its Furniture Renewed Within My Memory? Some Of The Rooms Are
Positively Mouldy And Musty. And Whoever Heard Of A Wealthy Man Like My
Father Bringing His Wife Home To A Neglected Old Country House Like
Rockhold, Without First Having It Renovated And Refurnished?"
"I Do Not Believe He Ever Once Thought Of The Propriety Or Necessity Of
Repairing And Refitting. His Mind Is Quite Absorbed In His New And Vast
Speculations. He Spent Every Day Down In Wall Street While We Stayed In
New York City."
"Well, Corona, This Is The Twenty-Eighth Of June, And We Have Four Days
Before Us; For I Do Not Suppose The Newly Married Pair Will Arrive
Before The Evening Of The First Of July; So We Must Do The Best We Can,
My Dear, To Make The House Pleasant In This Short Time."
"And Uncle Fabian And His Wife Will Be At Rockhold About The Same
Time," Added Cora.
"I Knew Fabian Would Be At North End On The First Of July, But I Did Not
Know That He Would Go On To Rockhold. I Thought He Would Go On To Their
New House. So We Shall Have Two Brides To Welcome, Instead Of One."
"Yes. And Now, Uncle Clarence, Will You Please Ring For A Chambermaid? I
Must Go To A Bed Room And Get Some Of This Railroad Dust Out Of My
Eyes," Said Cora.
At Nine O'clock In The Very Warm Evening, The Three Were Sitting Near
The Open Windows, When They Started At The Sound Of A Hearty, Genial
Voice In The Adjoining Room, Inquiring For Accommodations For The Night.
"It Is Fabian!" Cried Mr. Clarence, Springing Up In Joy And Rushing Out
Of The Room To Welcome His Only And Much Beloved Brother.
The Glad Voices Of The Two Brothers In Greeting Reached Their Ears, And
A Moment After The Door Was Thrown Open Again, And Mr. Clarence Entered,
Conducting Mr. And Mrs. Fabian Rockharrt.
As Soon As They Found Themselves Alone, The Two Brothers Took Convenient
Seats To Have A Talk.
"How Goes On The Works, Clarence?" Inquired Mr. Fabian.
"Very Prosperously. You Will Go Through Them To-Morrow And See For
Yourself."
"And How Goes On The Great Scheme?"
"Even Better Than The Works. Last Reports Shares Selling At One Hundred
And Thirty."
"Same Over Yonder. When I Left Amsterdam Shares Selling Like Hot Cakes
At A Hundred And Thirty-One Seventenths. How Is The Governor?" Inquired
Mr. Fabian.
"As Flourishing As A Successful Financier And Septuagenarian Bridegroom
Part 2 Chapter 18 (A Crisis At Rockhold) Pg 28Can Be."
"Why!--What Do You Mean?"
"Haven't You Heard The News?"
"What Is It? You--You Don't Mean--"
"Has Our Father Written Nothing To You Of A Very Important And Utterly
Unexpected Act Of His Life?"
"No."
"I Advised Him To Marry--"
"You! You! Fabian! You Advised Our Father To Do Such An Absurd Thing At
His Age?"
"I Confess I Don't See The Absurdity Of It," Quietly Replied The Elder
Brother.
"Oh, Why Did You Counsel Him To Such An Act?" Inquired Mr. Clarence,
More In Sorrow Than In Anger.
"Out Of Pure Good Nature. I Was Getting Married Myself And Wanted
Everybody To Be As Happy As I Was Myself, Particularly My Old Father.
Now I Wonder He Did Not Write To Me Of His Happiness; But Perhaps He Has
Done So And The Letter Passed Me On The Sea. When Did This Marriage Take
Place?"
"On The Last Day Of May."
"Whe-Ew! Then There Was Ample Time In Which To Have Written The News To
Me. And I Have Had At Least Half A Dozen Business Letters Since The Date
Of His Marriage, In Any Of Which He Might Have Mentioned The Occurrence
Had He So Chosen. The Lady Is No Longer Young. She Must Be Forty-Eight,
And She Is Handsome, Cultured, Dignified And Of Very High Rank. A
Queenly Woman!"
"Do You Know Whom You Are Talking About, Fabian?"
"Mrs. Bloomingfield, The Lady I Recommended, Whom Father Married."
"Oh, Indeed; I Thought You Didn't Know What You Were Talking About Or
Whom You Were Talking Of," Said Mr. Clarence.
"What Do You Mean By That?"
"Our Father Never Accepted Your Recommendation; Never Proposed To The
Handsome, High Spirited Mrs. Bloomingfield."
"What!" Exclaimed Mr. Fabian. "Whom, Then?" "Whom? Whom Should He Have
Selected But
Part 2 Chapter 18 (A Crisis At Rockhold) Pg 29
"'The Rose That All Ad-Mi-R-R-?'
"Clarence, What, In The Fiend's Name, Do You Mean? Whom Has My Father
Married?" Demanded Mr. Fabian, Starting Up And Staring At His Younger
Brother.
"Mrs. Rose Flowers Stillwater," Replied Mr. Clarence, Staring Back.
Mr. Fabian Dropped Back In His Chair, While Every Vestige Of Color Left
His Face.
"Why, Fabian! Fabian! Why Should You Care So Much As All This? Speak,
Fabian; What Is The Matter?" Inquired The Younger Brother, Rising And
Bending Over The Elder.
"What Is The Matter?" Cried Mr. Fabian, Excitedly. "Ruin Is The Matter!
Ruin, Disgrace, Dishonor, Degradation, An Abyss Of Infamy; That Is The
Matter."
"Oh, Come Now! See Here! That Is All Wild Talk. The Young Woman Was Only
A Nursery Governess, To Be Sure, In Our House, And Then Widow Of Some
Skipper Or Other; But She Was Respectable, Though Of Humble Position."
"Clarence, Hush! You Know Nothing About It!" Exclaimed Mr. Fabian,
Wiping His Forehead With His Handkerchief, And Then Getting Up And
Walking The Floor With Rapid Strides.
"I Don't Understand All This, Fabian. We Were All Of Us A Good Deal Cut
Up By The Event, But Nothing Like This!" Said Mr. Clarence, Uneasily.
"No; You Don't Understand. But Listen To Me: I Was On My Way To Rockhold
To Join In The Family Reunion, And To Show The Old Homestead To My Wife;
But I Cannot Take Her There Now. I Cannot Introduce Her To The New Mrs.
Rockharrt--The New Mrs. Rockharrt!" He Repeated, In A Tone And With A
Gesture Of Disgust And Abhorrence. "I Shall Turn Back, And Take My Wife
To Our New Home; And When I Go To Rockhold, I Shall Go Alone."
"Fabian, You Make Me Dreadfully Uneasy. What Do You Know Of Rose
Stillwater That Is To Her Discredit?" Demanded Clarence Rockharrt.
His Elder Brother Paused In His Excited Walk, Dropped His Head Upon His
Chest And Reflected For A Few Moments. Then He Seemed To Recover Some
Degree Of Self-Control And Self-Recollection. He Returned To His Chair,
Sat Down, And Said:
"Of My Own Personal Knowledge I Know Nothing Against The Woman But Just
This--That She Is But Half Educated, Deceitful, And Unreliable. And That
Knowledge I Gained By Experience After She Had First Left Rockhold, To
Which I Had First Introduced Her For A Governess To Our Niece. I Had
Nothing To Do With Her Return
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