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She meant to have been faithful to him; but it was a long engagement, during which she traveled with her grandparents for three years, while the memory of her calmly loved betrothed husband grew rather dim. Then came her meeting with the handsome and accomplished young Duke of Cumbervale, and the infatuation, the hallucination that enslaved her imagination for a period.
"I mean that I have never been engaged to the Duke of Cumbervale, and never mean to marry him. Mr. Rockharrt's announcement was unauthorized and unfounded. It was just an act of his despotic will, to oblige me to contract a marriage which he favors." The two men looked on the speaker in mute amazement. "We will not talk more of this to-night. But the matter must be set right to-morrow," said Cora.
And as the family's prosperity, and even continuity, was supposed to depend upon the possession of that ring, its loss was considered only a less misfortune than my uncle's death. Later, my uncle's remains were brought home from New Orleans and deposited in the family vault at Cumbervale Castle. "The ring was never again heard of.
But that the massacre of Terrepeur in which he was murdered and his hut was burned occurred when it did, we might never have learned his fate." "Yet, still, I cannot see the ground upon which you suspect this Indian woman of complicity in the man's disappearance," said Cumbervale. "But I am coming to that. Scythia was a Mexican Indian.
It was on the first of November, a week after the funeral, that Mr. Rockharrt, for the first time in three months, went to the works. On that day, while Cora sat alone in the parlor, a card was brought to her "The Duke of Cumbervale." The Duke of Cumbervale entered the parlor.
"As soon as I can speak of it without making a scene, I shall tell Mr. Rockharrt and the Duke of Cumbervale that a most reprehensible liberty has been taken with my name. I will say that I never have been, and never will be, engaged to the Duke of Cumbervale, or to any other man. That is what I shall do about it." "It would mortify the duke very much." "I do not care if it does."
But when I met Cumbervale and he wooed me, I loved truly for the first time! loved, as he loves me!" she concluded, with trembling lips and downcast eyes and flushed cheeks. "Stuff and nonsense! Don't talk to me about love or any such sentimental trash! I am talking of good faith between man and woman words of which you don't seem to know the meaning!" "Oh, grandpa! yes, I do!
Cora took the missive, recognized the handwriting and seal, tore it open and eagerly ran her eyes along the lines. This was the note: CUMBERVALE LODGE, LONDON, May, 1, 18
You were doubly false to Rule and to Cumbervale. Oh, Cora Haught! Cora Haught! Are you not ashamed of yourself! Ashamed to look any honest man or woman in the face! Ah! you do well to hide yours!" he concluded, for Cora had lost all self-control, dropped her head upon her hands, and burst into hysterical sobs and tears.
"But, Cora, my dear, why can you not come into his conditions? Why can you not marry Cumbervale? He is a splendid fellow every way, and he loves you as hard as a horse can kick. He is awfully in love with you, my dear. Now, why not marry him and make everybody happy and all serene?"
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