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Updated: May 20, 2025
The gray mist had faded into twilight, and twilight into something like night, when Charles was crossing the hall, with the aid of Amy's arm, Charlotte carrying the crutch behind him, and Mrs. Edmonstone helping Laura with her perspective apparatus, all on their way to dress for dinner; the door opened and in came the two Morvilles.
'Then undoubtedly Sir Guy will brush his to the right. 'Is there not some horrid story about those Morvilles of Redclyffe? asked Charlotte. 'I asked Laura, and she told me not to be curious, so I knew there was something in it; and then I asked Amy, and she said it would be no pleasure to me to know. 'Ah! I would have you prepared. 'Why, what is it?
Thenceforward it was curious to see how he put down and pushed away all he had once begun to touch and torture. Mrs. Edmonstone said it was self command in no common degree; and Philip allowed that to cure so inveterate a habit required considerable strength of will. 'However, he said, 'I always gave the Morvilles credit for an iron resolution.
Indeed it was probable that it had never been thoroughly repaired since the time of old Sir Hugh, for the Morvilles had not been wont to lay out money on what did not make a display.
Do you know the history of it, aunt? 'It was about some property, said Mrs Edmonstone, 'though I don't know the rights of it. But the Morvilles were always a fiery, violent race, and the enmity once begun between Sir Hugh and his brother, was kept up, generation after generation, in a most unjustifiable way.
He shuddered, then, his elbows on his knees, and his hands clasped over his brow, he sat, bending forward, with his eyes closed, wrought up in a fearful struggle; while it was to him as if he saw the hereditary demon of the Morvilles watching by his side, to take full possession of him as a rightful prey, unless the battle was fought and won before that red orb had passed out of sight.
It could not be that Gordon, could it, with his hail-fellow-well-met manner? I thought Guy did not half like it the other day, when he rode up with his "Hollo, Morville!" The Morvilles have a touch of pride of their own; eh, mamma? 'I should be inclined to believe his own account of himself, said she. 'I tell you, 'tis utterly against reason, said Mr. Edmonstone, angrily.
The great range of stables was before them, where the Morvilles had been wont to lodge their horses as sumptuously as themselves, and Amabel proposed to go and see what they could find; but nothing was there but emptiness, till they came to a pony in one stall, a goat in another, and one wheelbarrow in the coach-house.
'Certainly not, said Philip, marvelling at what was coming. 'Guy says he does not want to keep up the feud, and I wish you would not. 'What do you mean? 'The deadly feud! said Charlotte. 'What nonsense is this? said Philip. 'Surely Oh Philip, there always was a deadly feud between our ancestors, and the Redclyffe Morvilles, and it was very wrong, and ought not to be kept up now.
Don't you think that is an explanation, Captain Morville? It was Captain Morvilles belief, but he would not say so. 'Isn't Laura looking lovely? Eveleen went on. 'I am sure she is the beauty of the night! She was pleased to see Captain Morville's attention gained. 'She is even better dressed than at our ball those Venetian pins suit the form of her head so well.
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