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There was another long pause. I heard Sir Alexander traversing the apartment with hasty strides. At length, stopping suddenly before his excited companion, he said; "Robert, you may be right. The wicked woman, who sold her grandchild for money, was once in your service. You best know what relationship exists between your son and his beautiful victim." A hollow laugh burst from Mr. Moncton's lips.
Miss Moncton's governess, an amiable and highly accomplished woman, took as much pains in teaching Alice as she did in superintending the education of her high-born pupil. The beautiful girl acquired her tasks so rapidly, and with such an intense desire for improvement, that Sir Alexander declared, that she beat his Madge hollow. "Dinah North exulted in the growing charms of her grand-daughter.
Moncton's doings, sir. The party is given in honour of his return. Says Mr. Theophilus to the Guv'nor, says he, 'I shall say nothing to Geoffrey, about it. What a capital joke it will be, to see him bolt into the room without studying the Graces for an hour. I think it was the Graces, he said, sir; but whether it's a law book, or a book of fashions, sir, hang me if I can tell."
The dependent slave who was chained all day to the desk, in Robert Moncton's office, knew him to be a dishonest man; but his practice daily increased, and his reputation and fortune increased in proportion. The habits and dispositions of these brothers were so different, so utterly opposed to each other, that it was difficult to reconcile the mind to the fact that they were so closely related.
"In another week," I exclaimed, as I strode through the apartment "yes, in less than a week, I shall obtain my majority: I shall be free, and then farewell to this accursed house of bondage for ever!" Theophilus had not been home many days, before I perceived a decided alteration in the once friendly greetings I had been accustomed to receive from Mr. Moncton's guests.
You are too like the man I loved so long and well, for me to question your origin. But are you certain that you are Edward Moncton's legitimate son?" "I feel no doubt upon the subject; my heart tells me that I am his lawful representative; and I trust that heaven will one day enable me to substantiate my claims." This was said with a vehemence that brought the tears into my eyes.
Moncton's factotum, his confidential clerk, and principal agent. In all matters that required prompt and skilful management, he invariably employed me. If he did not regard me with affection, for that was foreign to his nature, he respected my abilities, and placed the greatest reliance on my principles.
Jones's labours to associate me with Theophilus in his studies." Mr. Jones was poor and friendless, and had to make his own way in the world. He dared not resent the imposition, for fear of losing his situation, and while outwardly he cheerfully acquiesced in Mr. Moncton's proposition, he conceived a violent prejudice against me, as being the cause of it.
Those cold, selfish, deceitful eyes; his father's in shape and expression, but lacking the dark strength the stern, determined look which at times lighted up Robert Moncton's proud, cruel face. Much as I disliked the father, he was in his worst moods more tolerable to me than his son.
"When you are tired of him," said Sir Alexander, carelessly, "you may turn him over to me. I am sure I could make something of him." "You are not in earnest?" in a tone of surprise. "Never more so." A long silence ensued. My hand trembled with indignation. Was this Mr. Moncton's pretended friendship? I tried in vain to write. "It is useless," I said mentally.
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