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Home now, but she is the Charlotte named in Mr. Harman's will, the Charlotte to whom, and to her mother before her, Mr. Harman left £1,200 a year." "Yes," said Charlotte Harman. She found difficulty in dragging this one word from her lips. "Madam, I find my niece very poor; very, very poor. I go and look at her father's will.
This burst of excited feeling was but the outcome of all she had undergone mentally since she had left Miss Harman's house a few days ago. She had said then, and truly, that she loved this young lady. The pride, the stately bearing, the very look of open frankness in Charlotte's eyes had warmed and touched her heart.
Charlotte Harman was all very well; that dying father of hers, whom he pronounced a most atrocious sinner, and took pleasure in so thinking him, he also was well enough, but everything could not give way to them. Though for the present Mr. Harman's money could not be touched for the Home's relief, yet Sandy's own purse was open, and that purse, he flattered himself, was somewhat comfortably lined.
He asked all about his people; he told me of his progress, and he spoke lightly of his victory that day. But sound him as I would, I could elicit no mention of Alicia Harman's name. He wasn't much of a talker, anyhow, so at last I was forced to bring up the subject myself. At my first word the silence of his forefathers fell upon him, and all he did was listen.
In the meantime, let me have your excellent advice as to the most efficient means of stifling the unreasonable murmurs that are rising among the people and as touching M'Loughlin's and Harman's properties, I should be glad to see you, in order to consult upon what may or can be done for them, always compatibly with Lord Cumber's interests.
I did not want to see your riches, nor for you to behold the poverty of my land." "Charlotte!" "Please don't think me very hard, but I would rather you did not say Charlotte." "You would rather I did not say Charlotte?" Two large tears of surprise and pain filled Miss Harman's gray eyes. But such a great flood of weeping was so near the surface with the other woman that she dared not look at her.
That evening at six o'clock he was to be again with Charlotte Home. For Charlotte Harman's sake, he had denied himself that pleasure the night before; but this evening the solitary man might enjoy the keen pleasure of being with his very own. Mrs. Home was his nearest living relation the child of his own loved sister.
He will ask you to do nothing that is wrong or improper in itself; but as you love your own family as you value Harman's life let him act according to his own way, for he knows them he has to deal with best." "Wo wo heavy and bitter betide you, Poll Doolin, if you are now deceiving me, or prompting mo to do anything that is improper!
Home had taken her first cup of tea, and had even eaten a piece of bread and butter, before she again drew Charlotte Harman's little note out of her pocket. This is what her eyes had already briefly glanced over: DEAR FRIEND AND SISTER for you must let me call you so I have come to see you, and finding you out asked to see your children. I have lost my heart to your beautiful and lovely children.
Harman's cousin had already departed, but in such a state of amazement, indignation, and disgust, that he felt himself incapable of continuing a conversation with any one, or of bestowing his attention upon any other topic whatsoever. He was thunderstruck his very faculties were nearly paralyzed, and his whole mind literally clouded in one dark chaos of confusion and distress.
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