Take this written acknowledgment I have penned for you, and give my grand-daughter her father's letter to read--it would touch a heart of stone--touched mine--wish I could drag the mother back out of her grave, to do her justice--all one now.You see at last I'm not a suspicious rascal, however, for I don't suspect you of palming a false grand-daughter upon me.'
'Will you,' said Lord Colambre, 'give your grand-daughter leave to come up to town to you, sir? You would satisfy yourself, at least, as to what resemblance she may bear to her father; Miss Reynolds will come instantly, and she will nurse you.'
'No, no; I won't have her come.If she comes, I won't see her--shan't begin by nursing me--not selfish.As soon as I get rid of this gout, I shall be my own man, and young again, and I'll soon be after you across the sea, that shan't stop me; I'll come to--what's the name of your place in Ireland? and see what likeness I can find to her poor father in this grand-daughter of mine, that you puffed so finely yesterday.And let me see whether she will wheedle me as finely as Mrs.Petito would.
Don't get ready your marriage settlements, do you hear, till you have seen my will, which I shall sign at--what's the name of your place? Write it down there; there's pen and ink; and leave me, for the twinge is coming, and I shall roar.'
'Will you permit me, sir, to leave my own servant with you to take care of you? I can answer for his attention and fidelity.'
'Let me see his face, and I'll tell you.' Lord Colambre's servant was summoned.
'Yes, I like his face.God bless you!--Leave me.'
Lord Colambre gave his servant a charge to bear with Mr.
Reynolds's rough manner and temper, and to pay the poor old gentleman every possible attention.Then our hero proceeded with his father on his journey, and on this journey nothing happened worthy of note.On his first perusal of the letter from Grace, Lord Colambre had feared that she would have left Buxton with Lady Berryl before he could reach it; but, upon recollection, he hoped that the few lines he had written, addressed to his mother AND Miss Nugent, with the assurance that he should be with them on Wednesday, would be sufficient to show her that some great change had happened, and consequently sufficient to prevent her from quitting her aunt, till she could know whether such a separation would be necessary.He argued wisely, more wisely than Grace had reasoned; for, notwithstanding this note, she would have left Buxton before his arrival, but for Lady Berryl's strength of mind, and positive determination not to set out with her till Lord Colambre should arrive to explain.In the interval, poor Grace was, indeed, in an anxious state of suspense; and her uncertainty, whether she was doing right or wrong, by staying to see Lord Colambre, tormented her most.
'My dear, you cannot help yourself; be quiet,' said Lady Berryl;'I will take the whole upon my conscience; and I hope my conscience may never have anything worse to answer for.'
Grace was the first person who, from her window, saw Lord Colambre, the instant the carriage drove to the door.She ran to her friend Lady Berryl's apartment--'He is come!--Now, take me away!'
'Not yet, my sweet friend! Lie down upon this sofa, if you please; and keep yourself tranquil, whilst I go and see what you ought to do; and depend upon me for a true friend, in whose mind, as in your own, duty is the first object.'
'I depend on you entirely,' said Grace, sinking down on the sofa;'and you see I obey you!'
'Many thanks to you for lying down, when you can't stand.'
Lady Berryl went to Lady Clonbrony's apartment; she was met by Sir Arthur.
'Come, my love! come quick!--Lord Colambre is arrived.'
'I know it; and does he go to Ireland? Speak instantly, that Imay tell Grace Nugent.'
'You can tell her nothing yet, my love; for we know nothing.
Lord Colambre will not say a word till you come; but I know, by his countenance, that be has good and extraordinary news.'
They passed rapidly along the passage to Lady Clonbrony's room.
'Oh, my dear, dear Lady Berryl, come! or I shall die with impatience,' cried Lady Clonbrony, in a voice and manner between laughing and crying.'There, now you have congratulated, are very happy, and very glad, and all that--now, for mercy's sake, sit down, Lord Clonbrony! for Heaven's sake, sit down--beside me here--or anywhere! Now, Colambre, begin; and tell us all at once!'
But as nothing is so tedious as a twice-told tale, Lord Colambre's narrative need not here be repeated.He began with Count O'Halloran's visit, immediately after Lady Clonbrony had left London; and went through the history of the discovery that Captain Reynolds was the husband of Miss St.Omar, and the father of Grace; the dying acknowledgment of his marriage; the packet delivered by Count O'Halloran to the careless ambassador--how recovered, by the assistance of his executor, Sir James Brooke;the travels from Wrestham to Toddrington, and thence to Red Lion Square; the interview with old Reynolds, and its final resu
<all was related as succinctly as the impatient curiosity of Lord Colambre's auditors could desire.
'Oh, wonder upon wonder! and joy upon joy!' cried Lady Clonbrony.'So my darling Grace is as legitimate as I am, and an heiress after all.Where is she? where is she? In your room, Lady Berryl?--Oh, Colambre! why wouldn't you let her be by?--Lady Berryl, do you know, he would not let me send for her, though she was the person of all others most concerned!'
'For that very reason, ma'am; and that Lord Colambre was quite right, I am sure you must be sensible, when you recollect, that Grace has no idea that she is not the daughter of Mr.Nugent; she has no suspicion that the breath of blame ever lighted upon her mother.This part of the story cannot be announced to her with too much caution; and, indeed, her mind has been so much harassed and agitated, and she is at present so far from strong, that great delicacy--'
