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Updated: August 8, 2024
She has cut the Gordian knot; cut it as boldly as the lowest woman in Huntercombe would have cut it under such a terrible temptation." "Oh, for shame!" "Think, and use your eyes." "My eyes have seen the lady; I think I see her now, kneeling like an angel over her husband, and pitying him for having knocked me down. I say her only lover is her husband." "Oh, that was a long time ago.
When justice is against you you can talk of law, and when law is against you you appeal to justice. Let us be in one story or the other, please. The Huntercombe estates belong to me by birth. You have got them by legal trickery. Keep them while you live. They will come to me one day, you know.
Bassett went crying to her father, and told him she feared the worst if Richard's mind could not be diverted from the Huntercombe estate and his hatred of Sir Charles and Lady Bassett, which had been the great misfortune of her life and of his own, but nothing would ever eradicate it.
This doughty resolution was a little shaken when she cast eyes upon Lady Bassett, and saw how wan and worn she looked. She moderated her violence, and said, sullenly, "Sorry to gainsay you, my lady, and you so ill, but this is a paper I never can sign. It would rob him of Huntercombe. I'd sooner cut my hand off at the wrist." "Nonsense, Mary!" said Lady Bassett, contemptuously.
He never moved a finger down at Huntercombe, nor said a word; but in London he employed a private inquirer to find out where Lady Bassett had lived at the time of her confinement, and whether any clergyman had visited her. The private inquirer could find out nothing, and Bassett, comparing his advertisements with his performance, dismissed him for a humbug.
They said, Yes; the house was Lady Bassett's for a few months. They were instructed to let it. "When did she leave? I am her husband, and we have missed each other somehow." The clerk interfered, and said Lady Bassett had brought the keys in her carriage yesterday. Sir Charles groaned with vexation and annoyance. "Did she give you no address?" "Yes, sir. Huntercombe Hall."
At last it burst. He had heard of Ruperta's repeated visits to Huntercombe Hall. "You are not dealing fairly with me, you two," said he. "I allowed you to go once to see a woman that says she is very ill; but I warned you she was the cunningest woman in creation, and would make a fool of you both; and now I find you are always going. This will not do.
Suaby made Burdoch's keeper sign a paper to the effect that he had the baronet in charge, and relieved Suaby of all further responsibility. Then Sir Charles took an affectionate leave of Dr. Suaby, and made him promise to visit him at Huntercombe Hall. Then he got into the fly, and sat between two keepers, and the fly drove off. Sir Charles at that moment needed all his fortitude.
Huntercombe gates flung wide open by a cluster of grooms and keepers. Then on came two outriders, ushered by loud hurrahs, and followed by a carriage and four that dashed through the village amid peals of delight from the villagers. The carriage was open, and in it sat Sir Charles and Bella Bassett. She was lovelier than ever; she dazzled the very air with her beauty and her glorious hair.
I am tormented with fear lest that monster should take advantage of my absence to molest you. If he does, leave Huntercombe. Yes, leave it; go to London; go, even for my sake; my health and happiness depend on you; they cannot be much affected by anything that happens here. 'Stone walls do not a prison make, nor iron bars a cage."
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