The Wheeling daily register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1864-1878, 1869-02-13
HE KNEW HE WAS RIGHT
BY ANTHONY TRoLLoPE.
CHAPTER XVIII.
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1Why did you say anything aoouT ~
q dear, o dear! why did you speak 10
Hughf See what you have done"
II am sorry that did speak" replied
Priscilla, slowly
"Sorry! OF course You are sorry; out
what good is that"
"But, mother, i do not think that was
wrong. / feel sure that the real fault
in all this is with Mr.. Trevelyan,--as 1t
has been all through. He should not
have written to her as he has done"
az suppose Hugh did tell him"
mNo doubt:-and / told Hugh; but
not after the fashion in which he has
told her. blame myself mostly for
this,-that we ever consented TO come
IN this house. We had no business here. |
Who is to pay the rent r -,
"Hugh insisted upon taking it,"
ayes. and he will pay the rent; and
we shall be drag upon him, as though
he had been fool enough 10 have wife
and a family of his own. And what
GOOD have we donei We had not
Strength enough to say that that man
should not see her when he camc,-tor
he is a wicked man."
"If we had done that, she would have
beep as bad then as she is now"
IMother, we had no business to med
die either with her badness or her
goodness. What had we to do with The
Iifs of such a one as Mr.. Trevelyan or
with any woman who was separated
from her husband T. o
at was Hugh who thought we shouid
be of service 80 them"
eyes, and l do not blame him. lie is
in position to be of service to people.
He can do work, and earn money, and
has right to think and to speak. we
have right to think only for ourselves,
and we should not have yielded to him.
How are we to get back again out OF
this house to our cottage !"
"They are pulling the cottage GOWN
Priscilla"
"To some other cottage, mother. DO
Won not feel while we are living here
that we are pretending TO be what we
are mott After all, Aunt Stanbury was
right, though it was not her business to
meddle with us. We should never have
come here. That poor woman now re-
CARDS us as her bitter enemies"
81 meant to do for the best, said Mrs.
Stanbury.
"The fault was mine, mother"
"But you meant it for the best, my
dear"
meaning for the best is trash.
don't know that did mean it for the
best. While we were at the cottage, we
paid our way and We're honest. what
is it people say of Us now =
"They can't say any harm"
"They say that we are paid by the
husband to keep his wife, and paid
again by the lover to hetray the nus
band"
Priscilla"
eyes, it is shocking enough. But
that comes of people going out of their
proper course. We were too humble |
and low TO have a right to take any part
in such matter. How true it is that
while one crouches on the ground one
can never fall"
The matter was discuss ed in the Clock |
House all day between Mrs. Stanbury
and Priscilla, and between Mrs. Trevel- !
van and Nora, in their rooms and i'll the |
garden: but nothing could come Ofsuch |
discussions. No change could be made |
till further instructions should have
been received from the angry husband;
nor could any kind of argument be even
invented by Priscilla which might be
efficacious in inducing the two ladies to
remain at the Clock House, even should
Mr.. TTeVelyGn allow them to do so.
They all felt the iutOlcrable injustice, as
IL appeared to them, of their subieation |
TO the caprice of an unreasonable aud |
i'll conditioned man; but 10 all of them /
it seemed plain enough that in this mat /.
ter the husband must exercise his own |
will,-at any rate, till Sir Marmaduke |
should be IN England. There were many !
difficulties throughout the day. Mrs. |
Trevelyan would not 90 down to dinner,
sending word that she was i'll, and that |
she would, if she were allowed, have
some tea in her own room. And Nora |
said that she wonld remain with her sis /,
ter. Priscilla went TO them more than |
once; and late in the evening they all /
met in the parlor. But any conversa- !
tion seemed to be impossible: and Mrs. /
Trevelyan, as she went up TO her room !
at night, again declared that she would |
rid the house of her presence as soon as
possible.
One thing, however. was Goue on that .
melancholy day. Mrs. Trevelyan wrote
TO her husband, and enclosed Colonel
oSnoines letter to herself, and copy of
her reply. The reader will hardly re-
quire To he told that no such further
letter had been written bv her as that
OF which Bozzle bad given information
10 her husband. Men who's. hns;,r~ss !,
is TO detect hidden ard secret ,h;rrs orc
very apt to detect things which boTo
never been done. %hat excuse Gov,
detective make even TO himself for L;s
own existence if he cIn detect nothipos
Mr. BCzzle was an active minded man.
who gloried in detecting, and who, in
the special spirit of his trade, had
taught himself TO believe that all .
around him were things secret and hid .
den, which would be within his power /
of unraveling if only the slightest clew |
were put in his hand. He lived by the .
crookednesscs of people, and therefore
was convinced that straight beings in |
the world were quite exceptional.
Things dark and dishonest, fights fought |
and races run that they might be lost,
plants and crosses, women false to their