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Penn to speak more than was thought fitting for children in those days, and because of his rank I escaped the reproof I should else have met with. He said to my father, "The boy favours thy people." Then he added, patting my head, "When thou art a man, my lad, thou shouldst go and see where thy people came from in Wales. I have been at Wyncote.
"What the deuce has that got to do with it? Yes, she is coming back, of course, and soon; but why do not you join your army?" "Let us drop that," I said. "There are many reasons; I prefer not to discuss the matter." "Very good," he said; "and, Hugh, you heard a heap of nonsense last night about Wyncote. Tarleton had too much of your father's rum-punch.
"This deed seems to convey to my client's grandfather that is to say, Mistress Wynne's father certain lands situate in Merionethshire, Wales. I understand that you, sir, represent the present holder." "I am," said Arthur, "the son of the gentleman now in possession of Wyncote, and have full permission to act for him. If, indeed, you desire further to learn on what authority "
Once, when I was older, I went into his bedroom, and was surprised to find him standing before the hearth, his hands crossed behind his back, looking earnestly at the brightly coloured shield beneath the picture of Wyncote. I knew too well to disturb him in these silent moods, but hearing my steps, he suddenly called me to him. I obeyed with the dread his sternness always caused me.
Among these offenders was no small number of the lesser gentry, especially they of Merionethshire. My grandfather, Hugh Wynne, was the son and successor of Godfrey Wynne, of Wyncote. How he chanced to be born among these hot-blooded Wynnes I do not comprehend.
Thou hast believed and trusted Arthur Wynne! What did he say of me?" "I will not be questioned." "The man lied to thee," I cried, "why, I do not know, and to others also. Why did he deceive us as to Wyncote? What reason had he? As he lied about that, so does he seem to have lied about me. By heaven! he shall answer me some day." "I will hear no profanity in my house. Stand aside!
I was by no means loath, and a day later went to see the man with my Cousin Arthur, who asked, as we went, many questions about my mother, and then if my father had left England, or had been to Wyncote.
"I did hear, Cousin Arthur, that the Wyncote estate was growing to be valuable again; some coal or iron had been found." "So my mother writes me," said Tarleton. "We are old friends of your family." "You know," I said, "we are the elder branch." I was bent on discovering, if possible, the cause of my cousin's annoyance whenever Wyncote was mentioned.
The father is old, the estate valuable, and this lying scamp with his winning ways will be master of Wyncote, and with a clear title if your father is able to bring it about. He can, Hugh, unless " "What, aunt?" "Unless you intervene on account of my brother's mental state." "That I will never do! Never!" "Then you will lose it." "Yes; it must go. I care but little, aunt." "But I do, sir.
You are Wynne of Wyncote." I smiled, and made no reply. "The man stayed awhile longer, but your father after that soon talked at random, and addressed Arthur as Mr. Montresor. I doubt if he remembered a word of it the day after. When he left and went upstairs your father fell into sleep again. I went away home alone, and the day after to the Hill Farm." "It is a strange story," I said.
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