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Updated: June 1, 2025
"I cannot go home! I will not go home! My father told me he wished I was dead. Oh, I should have been dead now if you had left me alone, and then they would have been satisfied, and I should have been out of my misery, which is more than I can bear. Oh, Mr Goldsworthy, don't don't!" "Mad as a hatter, poor thing," he thought, as he desisted from his effort to raise her.
Yes, he had asked for Mary now that he was a captain but she had finally decided against marrying a sailor. Wisely, perhaps; at any rate, it was her business; the family did not wish to discuss the matter. When Mr Goldsworthy found that Mary did not come to dinner, he drew some conclusions for himself.
He took the role of nearest male relative, the right to which was undisputed by Mr Goldsworthy, preoccupied with the important interests of his new parish; also by Mr Thornycroft and Jim Urquhart, who, of course, "stood by" to serve her as far as she would allow them.
Her benevolence embraced the world, and the world included Bennet Goldsworthy. It was no longer in his power to make her feel ill. The sun of her prosperity, shining on him at her sister's side poor, struggling, well-meaning little man! gave him a pathetic and appealing interest. In fact, it was to him that her maternal dispositions towards her family drew her first.
Between you and me, Aunt Deb, he took a great deal more than was good for him latterly, and that told upon him. His blood was bad. You know he was always a self-indulgent man." Deb nodded, forgetting that it was a son who spoke. She was saying to herself, "Bennet Goldsworthy, whom we made sure would live for ever! Bennet Goldsworthy, of all people! What a relief that will be to Claud!"
"The service was of a most important nature," the lawyer said, "being nothing less than the saving of his life, and probably that of his wife. He sent for me the next morning, and then drew out his will. By that will he left to you the estates which he had purchased from your father." Cyril gave a start of surprise, and would have spoken, but Master Goldsworthy held up his hand, and said,
He mentioned his choice, and the University scholarships that were to be had there. "Debbie!" implored Mrs Goldsworthy, under her breath. "Hush-sh!" hissed her husband. "You be quiet, Molly," Deb playfully adjured her. "This has nothing to do with you, or with anybody except Bob and me. You come and spend your next vacation with me at Redford, Bob, and then we can talk it all over together."
Politely he opened the drawing-room door for her that, of course, was absolutely the correct thing and escorted her forward with the aplomb of a man of the world, nicely blended with the respectfulness appropriate to a nephew and a school-boy. "Ah, HERE she is!" Mr Goldsworthy exclaimed heartily. The sisters were at once in each other's arms.
Bennet Goldsworthy accompanied her to the gate when she went away, forbidding Mary to expose herself, hatless, to the wind. And there the benevolent aunt's "intentions" were more distinctly formulated. "I wish to take entire charge of his education, if you will allow me. He is a very promising boy, and should have all his chances.
And the old man had said, again and again, that his daughters would share and share alike in whatever he had to leave. It was surprising how the legend grew amongst his set that Mr Goldsworthy had a rich wife.
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