The Wheeling daily register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1864-1878, 1869-08-27
HE KNEW HE WASRIGHT.
BY ANTHONY TROLLOPE.
CHAPTER LXXXNIIl.
Continual

Old Mr.. Burgess was much surprised,
and was at first disposed TO decline the
proposition made by the "old harridan,"
as he called her. He had never put any
restraint on his language in talking of
Miss Stanbury with his nephew, ana
was not disposed TO dc so now, because
she had taken 4 new vagary into her
head But there was something In ms
nephew's manner which at last induced
him to discuss the matter nationally.
And you don't know what it's all
about ?" said Uncle Barty.
IL can't quite say that. suppose /
do know pretty well. At any rate, l
know enought to think that you ought
to come. But | must not say what nj
is"
CIVIL it do me or anybody else any
goodi" -.
at can't do you any harm. She won't
eat you"
"But she can abuse me like 4 pick
pocket, and should return it, and then
there would be scOlding- match. al
WAYS have kept out of her way, and
think had better do so still"
Nevertheless Brooke prevailed-Or
rather the feeling of curiosity which
was naturally engendered prevailed.
For very, very many years Barry Bur
CESS had never entered or left his own
house of business without seeing the
door of that in which Miss Stanbury
Eyed-and he had never seen that door
without a feeling of detcstation Tor the
owner of il. 1t would perhaps, have
heen = more rational feeling on his part
had he confined his hatred 10 the men,
orv of his brother, by whose will Miss
Stanbury had been enriched, and he had
been. as he thought, Impoverished.
But there had been COnteS', and litl-
CATION, and disputes, and contradictions,
and long course of those incidents IN
life which lead to raucor and i'll blood,
after the death OF the former Brooke
Burgess; and, rs the result of all this,
Miss Stanbury held the property, and
Barty Burgess held his hatred. lie had
never been ashamed of it, and had
spoken his mind out to all who would
hear him. And, to give Miss Stanbury
her due, il must be admitted that she
had. hardly been behind him in tie
warmth of her expression-Of which
old Barty was well aware. lie hated,and
knew that he was hated in return. And
ho knew, OF thought that he knew, that
his enemy was not IA woman to relent
because old age and weakness and the
fear of death were coming on her. His
enemy, with all her faults, was no
coward. Ii could not be that now at
the eleventh hour she shsuld desire TO
reconcile him by any act of tardy jus
tice-nOr did he wish to be reconclled
at this the eleventh hour. His hatred
,~In Hta., col Iia
abuse of Miss StaUbury was chosen
recreation. His unuttered daily curse,
"a he looked over to her door, was re-
lief to him. Nevertheless he would go.
As Brooke had said-no harm could
come Of his going. lie would go, and
at least listen to her proposition.
About seven in the evening MS KNOCK
was heard at the door. Miss Stanbury
was sitting in the small np-stalr parlor ,
dressed in her second-best gown, anu
was prepared with considerable stinness
and state for the occasion. Dorothy
was with her, but was desired In
ouick voice to hurry away the moment
the knock was heard, as though olu
Barty would have jumped from the RaIi
door into the room at q bound. Doro-
thy collected herself with little start,
and went without WORD. one hau
beard much of Barty Burgess, but had
never spoken to him, and was subject to
feeling of great awe when she would
remember that the grim old man OF
whom she had heard so much evil would
soon be her uncle. According to ar
rangement, Mr.. Burgess was shown up
stairs by his nephew. Barty Burgess
had been born in this very house, but
had not been inside the walls of it for
more than thirty years. He also was
somewhat awed by the occasion, and
followed his nephew without word.
Brooke was to remain at hand, so that
bemiqbt be summoned should he be
wanted: but it had been decided by Miss
Stanbury that he should not be present
at the interview. AS soon as her visitor
entered the room she rose in stately
way and courtesied, propplng herself
with one hand upon the table as she ana
80. She looked him full in the lace
meanwhile, and, courtesying a second
time, asked him to seat himself In
chair which had been prepared for him
She did it all very well, and it may be
surmised that she had rehearsed the lit
tie scene, perhaps more than once, when