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"Ah," said the American, "`Jason': that had hold of me as soon as I saw it. He was the chap who went after the golden fleece, wasn't he?" "I believe so," replied Brace. "Yes, that's it; and if I'd had that ship I might have got a cargo of golden fleeces, or other things that would have done as well. You'll have to back me up, squire. I feel as if I must go." "Impossible, sir. Charter another boat.
The squire was rather satisfied with his production, and took it to show it to his wife; but she did not think it was strong enough, and added a little postscript "Though, as second son, you are entitled to Bromley at my death, yet I can do much to make the estate worthless.
The words sprang spontaneously to Elizabeth's lips; and she added to them in her thoughts, "Few girls are so lovely, so graceful, and so clever, and yet she is as pure and unspoiled by the world as if God had just made her." The formal ratification of the engagement was very quietly done. The squire had a conversation with Richard, and after it went for a long walk in the park.
Ralph at this time had been just old enough to be brought into the quarrel. There had been questions of cutting timber and of leases, as to which the parson, acting on his son's behalf, had opposed the Squire with much unnecessary bitterness and suspicion.
My aunt expressed her view mildly, that I was sent for to help cure the young lady of her delusion. 'And take her himself! cried the squire. 'Harry, you wouldn't go and do that? Why, the law, man, the law the whole country 'd be up about it. You'll be stuck in a coloured caricature!
But never mind; we need not begin to-night. 'No, we won't begin to-night! said the Squire emphatically. 'There! I've found a chair for you. Is that fire as you like it? What astonishing amiability! The attack of nerves which had assailed Elizabeth upstairs began to disappear.
I called Squire Thorndyke, who went upstairs to an open window; presently someone came and tried the back door. I heard voices outside, but could not hear what was said. The Squire came down and called me upstairs. I went up and took my place at one side of the window, and the Squire took his on the other. I had this cudgel in my hand, and the Squire his riding whip.
"There is one house, I think, that would just suit your cousin," said Squire Leech, slowly. "Where is it?" "It is now occupied by the widow Carter and her son." "Is she going to move?" "She wouldn't like to." "Then how will that help us? Who owns the house?" "She does; that is, nominally. I hold a mortgage on the place for seven hundred and fifty dollars, which is more than half the market value."
"Doctor, there have been love-makings, you may take my word for it; love-makings of a very, very, very advanced description." This, the doctor could not stand. No, not for Greshamsbury and its heir; not for the squire and all his misfortunes; not for Lady Arabella and the blood of all the de Courcys could he stand quiet and hear Mary thus accused.
It was the business of myself and those others to help it on, until from the cottage of the ploughman the infection of anger should have spread to the mansion of the squire.
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