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Updated: May 18, 2025
"Don't worry me with silly efforts to draw a line so straight. If you can't have Kate and the Deemstership together, and if you can't have Kate without the Deemstership, there is only one thing left the Deemstership without Kate. You must take the office and forego the girl. It is your duty, your necessity."
The Governor had been very good kept open the Deemstership by some means also surrounded him with London friends he was out every night. Nevertheless, an unseen force was drawing him home they might see him soon, or it might be later he had been six months away, but he felt that it had not been all waste and interruption he would return with a new sustaining power.
"Only natural, perhaps, for it in fact, it's about our father." "Tongue with me, tongue with thee," thought Pete, lighting up. "Five years ago he made me an allowance, and sent me up to London to study law. He believes I've been called to the English bar, and, in view of this vacant Deemstership, he wants me admitted to the Manx one." Pete's pipe stopped in its puffing. "Well?"
He had prided himself on being a man of honour, and he was suddenly thrown out of the paths in which he could walk honourably. When the first shock of Kate's disaster was over, he remembered the interview with the Governor. The Deemstership burnt in his mind with a growing fever of desire, but he did not apply for it. He did not even mention it to Auntie Nan.
Oh, God, what end could come of such an abject life but that, beginning by being unhappy, they should descend to being bad as well? "What a fuss you are making of things," said the voice again, but more loudly. "This hubbub only means that you can't have your cake and eat it. Very well, take Kate, and let the Deemstership go to perdition."
"What a fool you are, Philip," something seemed to whisper out of the darkest corner of his conscience; "take the Deemstership first, and marry Kate afterwards." But it was impossible to think of that either. Say it could be done by any arts of cunning or duplicity, what then? Then there were the high walls of custom and prejudice to surmount.
He was a sham a whited sepulchre. Every step he had gone up in his quick ascent had been over the body of some one who had loved him too well. First Kate, who had been the victim of the Deemstership, and now Pete, who was paying the price that made him Governor.
"Lend me enough to help me to do what our father thinks I've done already," said Ross, and then he added, hastily, "Oh, I'll give you my note of hand for it." "They're telling me, sir," said Pete, "your notes of hand are as cheap as cowries." "Some one has belied me to you, Captain. But for our father's sake he has set his heart on this Deemstership there may still be time for it."
But his ambition fought with his love, and he began to ask himself if it made, any difference after all in this matter of Kate whether he took the Deemstership or left it. Kate was recovering; he had nothing to reproach himself with, and it would be folly to sacrifice the ambition of a lifetime to the love of a woman who could never be his, a woman he could never marry.
But Philip could not apply for the Deemstership. To sit down in cold blood and write to the Home Secretary while Kate was lying sick in bed would be too much like asking the devil's wages for sacrificing her. Then came Pete with his talk of the wedding. That did not really alarm him. It was only the last revolution of the old wheel that had been set spinning before Pete went away.
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