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'I don't wish to go into the wood, Madame. 'And for what? 'Poor mamma is buried there. 'Is there the vault? demanded Madame eagerly. I assented. 'My faith, curious reason; you say because poor mamma is buried there you will not approach! Why, cheaile, what would good Monsieur Ruthyn say if he heard such thing? You are surely not so unkain', and I am with you. Allons.
I was not the least bit in the world conceited, but I think this knowledge helped to give me a certain sense of security and self-possession, which might have been mistaken for dignity or simplicity. I am sure I looked at him with a fearless enquiry, for he answered my thoughts. 'I do really assure you, Miss Ruthyn, I am quite serious; you have no idea how very much we have missed you.
Carysbroke is Lord Ilbury, brother of this Lady Mary; and it is all my fault for not having done my honours better; but you see what clever match-making little creatures they are. 'You can't think how flattered I am at being made the subject of a theory, even a mistaken one, by Miss Ruthyn.
He loves you desperately a most affectionate nature a Ruthyn, the best blood in England the last man of the race; and I if I lose him I lose all; and you will see me in my coffin, Maud, before many months. I stand before you in the attitude of a suppliant shall I kneel? His eyes were fixed on me with the light of despair, his knotted hands clasped, his whole figure bowed toward me.
How dared anyone in my uncle's house in my house mix my name up with her detestable scurrilities? 'For Heaven's sake, Miss, don't ye go out, cried poor Quince; 'it's some drunken creature. But I was very angry, and, like a fool as I was, I threw open the door, exclaiming in a loud and haughty key 'Here is Miss Ruthyn of Knowl. Who wants to see her?
'I name my oppressed and unhappy brother, Silas Ruthyn, residing at my house of Bartram-Haugh, as guardian of the person of my beloved child, to convince the world if possible, and failing that, to satisfy at least all future generations of our family, that his brother, who knew him best, had implicit confidence in him, and that he deserved it.
I will see to it; and you must remember that nothing is to be allowed to vex my beloved niece and ward during her stay at Bartram nothing that her old kinsman, Silas Ruthyn, can remedy. So with a tender smile, and a charge to shut the door 'perfectly, but without clapping it, he dismissed me.
On the arrival of the Earl of Talbot, and Lord Grey, Sir William Bastow called, at the inn where they put up, and delivered the letter from Sir Edmund Mortimer. "'Tis well done of Sir Edmund," the Earl of Talbot said; "and although Ruthyn lies beyond his government of the marches, he is defending his own command, by aiding Lord Grey and myself against this presumptuous traitor.
'And had my dear papa no other medical adviser? He looked at me sharply, and flushed a little under his dark tint. His medical skill was, perhaps, the point on which his human vanity vaunted itself, and I dare say there was something very disparaging in my tone. 'And if he had no other, he might have done worse. I've had many critical cases in my hands, Miss Ruthyn.
Ruthyn told me I was to receive a key from you, which would open a cabinet where he had placed his will ha! thanks, in his study. And, I think, as there may be directions about the funeral, it had better be read forthwith. Is there any gentleman a relative or man of business near here, whom you would wish sent for? 'No, none, thank you; I have confidence in you, sir.