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cheap watering places and centres of gen-gradually a chill certainty that he was to teel emigration on the Continent, were be ignored and pushed aside out of her settled in the greatness of their new posi. life, came upon the poor girl. How it tion, as if they liad never known any less was that further dangers dawned upon elevated circumstances. There was a her, it would be hard to tell; but it is great deal of excitement in the change; certain that she had divined a something and though it was sad at first, no doubt - a tightening coil about her helpless feet, there was a pleasure in bearing Robin a design upon her freedom and happiness addressed by the name of Rintoul, and - before the family had been long at accustoming themselves to their ladyships. Lindores. One of the consequences of But yet, when all was over, it was not per- their great honor and increased stateliness haps to the girls so great an improvement of living was, that the two sisters were as it appeared on the old life. They were partially separated, as they felt, from each not dull -oh no — but still there was a other. They no longer occupied the same great deal less to do and to see than there room as they had done all their lives. used to be; and though they felt, as their They had now what with their foreign mother said, that girls with so many re- habits they called an appartement - a sources ought to be occupied and happy suite of rooms set apart for them; and as wherever they went, still the calm of the Edith was full of curiosity and excitement Castle was very different from the stir and about the new life, and Carry was dismovement to which they had been used. couraged and depressed, and felt it odious
Up to this time, however, nothing had to her, they fell a little apart without any happened to them except that which was mutual intention or consciousness. It determined by another will than theirs, was in the beginning of their first winter, the inevitable result of other events. But when the dark days were closing in, that they had not been long settled in their this semi-estrangement first became ap. new and elevated life when it became ap- parent to the younger sister. She awoke parent that other changes had happened all at once to the consciousness that Carry which were not evoked by any external was pale; that she shut herself up very fate, and which were yet more profoundly much, and more than ever devoted herself to affect their life. That Swiss holiday to her writing; that she composed a great had been more important to Carry than many little poems (for she was the genius any one out of the family knew. It bad of the family), and often had a suspicion ended in a kind of vague engagement, of redness about her eyes. This discovo only half sanctioned, yet only half op- ery was instantaneous. Edith had never posed by her family, and which it was been awakened to any but the most simpossible, had Mr. Beaufort been rich ple troubles of life, and it had not ocenough to marry, would not have been op. curred to ber to imagine that there was posed at all. Had he possessed income anything beneath the headache which her enough or courage enough to make the sister so often took refuge in. But her venture, the result in all likelihood would, mind, when it began to act, was rapid and years before, have been out of the reach keen. It became apparent to her that of evil fate; but while it remained only she had been losing sight of Carry, and an engagement, Mr. Lindores had refused that Carry was not happy. The progress his official sanction to it. And it had from one step to another of her solicitude seemed to Carry, in whose mind the first for her sister was rapid as lightning. She conscious thought after the news of this remembered everything in a moment, extraordinary change was to communicate though these causes of sorrow had been it to Edward, that from that very day her altogether out of her thoughts before. father's aspect had changed towards her. She remembered that not a word bad He had met her running out to the post been said of Mr. Beaufort for months; with her letter in the afternoon, and had that Carry had ceased altogether to spec. given a suspicious glance at it, and ulate as to anything that might happen in stopped her, telling her it was not fit she the future; that all this was as a closed should go out on a day so serious. Not book between them nowadays. As soon a word had been said for weeks and even as she arrived at this conviction, Edith months after, but she knew very well that found herself ready to interfere for good things were not as before. All reference or evil. She went into the room where to Beaufort was somehow stopped ; even Carry was writing her little poetries, with her mother managed to arrest upon her something of the effect of a fresh, light lips all mention of her lover. She was wind, carrying refreshment, but also a herself too timid to open the subject, and little disturbance, with her. She stooped
over her sister with a caressing arm round “But I hope you are going to make a her neck, and plunged at once into the stand, Carry,” said the energetic little heart of the subject. It was a still, dull Edith. “ You won't, surely – you can't afternoon of early winter, and nobody was be so lâche as to give in? I would not ! by. Carry,” she said, all at once not if it cost me my life!" “Carry, it is so long since we have said Ah, if it was a question of one's life! anything to each other! I wanted to ask but no one wants your life,” said Carry,
Edward !”. Upon this, for shaking her head. " No one will touch all answer, Carry fell a-crying, but after a us, or lock us up, or any of these old. while sobbed forth, “I will never give fashioned things. If they only would ! him up!”
The poets say I could die for you,' as if “Give him up!” cried Edith, surprised. that was difficult! Oh no, it is far hardShe had what her mother called a positive er, far harder to live.” nature, much less romantic, much less Carry! you have been thinking a sensitive, than her sister. The idea of great deal about it then?” giving up had never entered her mind. “What else could I think about ? Since *Give him up!- no, of course not. I the first moment papa looked at me that never thought of such a thing; but I am day — you remember that day? — I knew afraid it will be harder than ever with in a moment what he meant. papa.”
me just one glance. You know he never Oh, Edith, it will be impossible," said that he would consent.” Caroline said. And then the two sisters Edith's youthful countenance gathered looked at each other — the one aston- a sympathetic cloud. “Papa has been so ished, indignant, full of resistance; the changed ever since,” she said. other pale, drooping, without vigor or “ He never would allow that he had hope.
consented even before, - and while we - What does impossible mean?” said were all poor, what did it matter? So the younger, not with any affectation or long as he does not ask me to grandiloquence; for probably she had “To what?" Edith asked, with a wonnever heard of any heroic utterance on dering perception of the shudder which the subject. “You mean very, very hard. ran over her sister's slight figure. So it will be. I have wanted to speak to you cold, Car?” you since ever we came here. I want to “To - marry someone else,” cried know what he says himself, and if papa poor Caroline, with a heavy sigh, has said anything, and what mamma heavy that it was almost a groan. thinks. We don't seem to live together Edith sprang to her feet with indignant now,” she added, with a clouded counte- vehemence. "That is not possible ; no.
“It's always, 'Oh, Lady Caro-body could be so cowardly, so cruel, as line has gone out,' or, 'Her ladyship is in that,” she said, clasping her hands tothe library with my lord.' It seemed very gether. "Carry, you speak as if papa nice at first, but I begin to hate ladyships was a bad man; you slander him ; it is and lordships with all my heart.”
not true, it is not true!”. "So do I,” said Caroline, with a sigh. “He would not think it cruel,” said
“If you marry a man without a title, Caroline, shaking her head sadly: “He couldn't you give it up? Perhaps one would not mean any barm; he would say wouldn't like that either, now," said the to himself that it was for my good.” girl candidly. "It was far, far nicer, far Her despondency quenched the passion more natural, in the old days; but per- and energy of the younger girl. Carry's haps one wouldn't like to go back.” drooping bead and heavy eyes
** I suppose not,” said Carry drearily. enough to damp even the liveliest courShe was not a beautiful girl, as in her ro-, age. “ Are you thinking of - any one in mantic position she ought to have been particular," Edith said in hushed and Her nose was too large; her complexion tremulous tones. deficient; her eyes were grey, sweet, and Carry put out her hands as if to push thoughtful, but not brilliant or shining; some spectre away. Oh, don't ask me, Her figure had the willowy grace of don't ask me; I don't know; I can't tell youth, but nothing more imposing. She you," she cried. had a very sweet, radiant smile when she What could Edith say? she was apwas happy; this was the chief attraction palled. The fresh, inexperienced heart of her face : but at present she was not received a first lesson in the mysterious happy, and her pale, gentle countenance evils of life. She who had fretted and was not one to catch the general eye. chafed so at the partial separation that
had arisen between them, she was glad of family, and little Edith only the youngest, a pretext to leave her sister. She could the household pet, whom nobody regarded scarcely believe this to be possible, and as in a position to make decisions or forin yet so it was. Nor did she wish to run opinions for herself. Why was it to her to her mother with her discovery, to ap- eyes that this sudden insiglit had been peal to her against Carry's misconception, given ?. It is not usually a happy gift. against the monstrous character of the Blessed are they, we may rather say, who suggestion altogether, as would have been can deceive themselves — whose eyes are her first impulse in any other case. No; made brind, and not more fatally clear, by she was convinced of the reality of it, love. Edith hastened out of doors, out little as she desired to be convinced. A of sight or speech of any one, to try if gleain of painful light seemed to fall she could escape from this revelation across the new tenor of their life. She which had opened upon her, so much thought for a moment that she saw the against her will. It was a misty, dull very earth, solid and unyielding, break day, with a great deal of moisture in the into dangerous pits and chasms before air — moisture which seemed to commu. her feet. The pain of this discovery was nicate itself to Edith's eyes, and get into twofold — both poignant, yet one worse ber throat. She hastened down the path than the other. To think that her father, which wound through the birches, the whom she had hitherto loved and trusted, poetical “birks of Lindores,” to the river not with any excess of devotion, but yet lying far below, and already sending a with an honest confidence that he would soft sound of running water to soothe ask nothing wrong, nothing unreasonable her. About half-way down was a great from his children, should thus threaten to beech-tree, round which a seat had been become a domestic tyrant, an enemy of placed. Here there was a view, not of truth, was terrible; but still more terrible the wide champaign, like that at Dalrul. was the conviction which overwhelmed zian, but of a portion of the highroad, the girl that Carry, with all her imagina. just where it began to mount the hill to: tion and feeling - Carry, the poet of the wards the Castle. On the other side lay family, the first one to have a romance the river, visible at the foot of the bank, and a lover — would not have strength to and running somewhat strong and wild resist any attempted coercion. Oh, if it under the cliffs on the opposite side, had only been me! Edith said to herself, which threw it into deep shadow. But it clenching her hands tight. But then she was not the river, though so much the had no Edward, no romance
- she was
inore beautiful of the two, it was the highfancy free: even were it possible to force road which attracted Edith's attention. her into any connection she disliked As she stood looking out upon it, some (which Edith did not think it would be), one passed, riding slowly along, but turnat all events she could not be made false ing his head to catch the first glimpse of to another. But Carry — Carry, who was the Castle. His appearance seemed to all heart to force her to deny that heart throw a sudden light upon her thoughts. would be doubly cruel. Little Edith woke He was a heavy, large man, upon a pow: out of her careless youth to see this won- ersul black horse, - an apparition big derful and great danger at her very side, enough to be identified, even at that diswith all that bewilderment of feeling tance.
The ladies had all been very free which attends the first disclosure of the in their remarks upon this representative evils in life. She could not believe it, of their county neighbors. They had and yet she knew it was true. She re- not given him a very encouraging recepmembered tones in her father's voice, tion, yet he had repeated his visits, too lights in bis eyes, which she never seemed stolid, they had thought, to perceive that to have understood before. Was this he was not wanted. As Edith stood and what they meant? that when his time and gazed at him, with the blood curdling opportunity came, he would be a tyrant, a about her heart, it flashed upon her that remorseless and unsaltering ruler, suffer. her father had given no countenance to ing no rebellion ? Edith trembled a little. their criticisms. He had told them that Perhaps she, too, might fall under that Mr. Torrance was one of the richest coindespotism one day. But she did not feel moners in Scotland, and Tinto such a afraid of herself. Oh, if it had only been house as any one might be proud to pos. me! she said, ungrammatical, as excite. sess. She had paid little attention to ment generally is. It would be hard to these words at the time, but they seemed say what ground she had for her self-con- to repeat themselves in the very air now. fidence. Carry was the genius of the It was a day of revelation to Edith. She
- a man
saw all that it meant, and foresaw all it hard, even now, as may be seen. He was coming to, with a gleam of terrible came back more horsey, more doggy than insight. Oh no, no ! she moaned to herself he had been before, if possible, in a kind of helpless protest against fate. without an intellectual taste or higher in.
stinct, bored to death, as he himself
avowed, with the grand house, full of picMR. TORRANCE of Tinto was the reptures, and statues, and marble, and porceresentative of an old county family, but lain, which the taste of his inother had he would not have been the richest com- accumulated. Never was such a magnifmoner in Scotland if he had been no more icent place in the quietude of such a than this. A variety of other circum homely country. The daughter of the stances, however, had combined to bring railway man was as extreme in her taste about this effect, and elevate a man who for art as the daughter of one of her fawas no better, at the best that could be ther's navvies might have been in dress. said for him, than a rude yeoman-sports. There was not a wall, not a passage or man at soul, into a person of the greatest staircase, that was not laden with decora. local importance and almost national no- tion. Great artists had designed the tability. The previous Torrance of Tinto, chimney-pieces and cornices. The vel. a man of some rough practical power, bad vet, the satin, the embroidery, were all the allied himself to some degree in business, most costly, and, according to the lights and to a much greater degree in life, with of that period, the most correct that a great railway contractor - - one of the money could buy. The old man, whose men who, coming from nothing, have money had bought all this, went about made colossal fortunes, and found admit- the gorgeous rooms rubbing his hands tance for their children, if not for them with a continual chuckle of satisfaction so selves, into the foremost ranks of society. long as he lived; and the poor woman Mr. Torrance married this man's daugh, who had created the luxurious house ter, and all the money which the original swept through in dresses to correspond, navvy had quarried out of the bowels of with satisfaction not less than if she had the earth, or gathered from its surface, been a daughter of the Medici — who, to. went to increase the lands and the power be sure, made their money in business of Tinto, where this daughter, his only too. But when that fine Renaissance child, a woman with the magnificent ideas lady died, and all her friends were scatof expenditure which enormous wealth so tered, and the place fell back into the posnaturally brings along with it, disposed session of the commonplace country laird herself to reign like a princess, making and his boy, coming in ruddy from the her husband's old house the centre of a fields or damp from the hill, afraid to new palace, fit for a duke at least. The tread in their shooting.boots on the luxold man, her father, always thrifty and urious carpets or throw themselves down sparing in his own person, would have in the satin chairs, the incongruity of the her stinted in nothing; and perhaps, had establishment was manifest to every eye. she lived long, her husband would have Mr. Torrance, the father, had been deeply had little enough left him of the huge for impressed by the cost of everything his tune which she had brought into the sam- wife had bought and planned. He had ily. But fortunately (for the family), after been horrified and indignant in the first she bad alarmed bim beyond measure by instance; but when it had been proved unbounded expenditure for a few years, that he had no power to resist, and that and had completed the new house and the money must be expended for all these filled it with costly furniture, in all of luxuries, he had taken what satisfaction which her father encouraged her, the he could from the price. “Do you know death of both within a year of each other what she gave for that?" he would say; relieved the owner of Tinto of his fears, it's all dash'd extravagance. I cannot and left him free to complete the training away with it; but it was her doing, and as of his son as he pleased. He made him she had plenty, she had to please herself.” much such a man as he had himself been, It was in this way that he spoke of his but without the brains, which are not wife. And when she died, the splendid transmitted so easily as money. Patrick house she had built was shut up, — not Torrance had indeed been sent to Oxford from sentiment, but because the set of to have the regulation mark stamped rooms still remaining, which belonged to upon him as an educated man; but those the old house of Tinto, was much more in were days in which so much as this meant harmony with the babits of the master of was easier than now; and it is not very the house.
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Now that he too was dead, his son fol. | tion in the hunting-field. With all these lowed his example in preferring the old qualities he had an eye to his interest, den of the race. But he had more appre- rich though he was; and, though not ciation of the dignity of owning a house clever, was said to be very fortunate in such as no one in the country could "hold his investments, and to keep a careful a candle " to. The fine decorations had band over his money. Now and then he not all stood the neglect of twenty years, would be lavish, outdoing all that was but still there was enough of magnificence known in these parts in the way of exto overawe the district; and Patrick Tor. travagance; but for the most part he lived rance had enough of his mother's blood in as his father had done before him, in the him to enjoy the consciousness of so old rooms of the old mansion-house of much luxury and costliness. He lived in Tinto, where not a carpet or a curtain the old library, which was low and dingy, had been removed since the time of his and looked out upon the dark bit of shrub- grandfather. There was perhaps a touch bery behind the house and the road that of humor, somewhat struck out by the led to the stables; but periodically he contact of the two races, which made the threw the grand empty rooms open, and contrast of these two man
enners of living had a great dinner-party or a ball, which pleasant to his fancy and to his rude and excited all the gentry for miles round. elementary pride; or perhaps it was mere It would be vain to say that there was instinct, and had no meaning in it at all – not on these occasions more excitement the habits of the limited and uncultured than was natural solely in view of a great countryman, diversified by that delight in entertainment. While society is consti- an occasional "blow out,” which is the tuted as it is, it will not be possible that a compensation of the navvy for his rude great matrimonial prize, such as Mr. Pat. toils. There was no doubt that from the rick Torrance unquestionably was, should time of his father's death, which occurred thus be shown, as open to public compe. when he was about twenty-eight, Pat Tortition, without a certain excitement. If a rance had made up his mind to marry. great post worth thousands a year could be And he had inspected all the marriage. won by the most attractive and brilliant able girls in the country with a serious appearance in a ball-room, what a futter intention which disgusted some and there would be among the golden youth amused others, and filled a few with of society! and the master of Tinto was breathless hope. In the latter class were more valuable than most of the very fin- ladies of very different pretensions in. est appointments. He was as good as a deed, from Miss Webster of Thrums, who viceroyslip of India without the neces- was the greatest rider in the country, and sity of expatriation. Consequently it is never wanting when anything was going not to be supposed that the young ladies on, down to the bold, handsome, blackof the neighborhood could prepare for eyed daughter of the landlord of the Bear their appearance in these gilded if some- at Duncarn, which was the inn Mr. Torwhat tarnished halls of his without a rance used when he went into the county good deal of agitation, or that the moth-town. He was just as likely, people ers, or even the fathers of possible com- thought, to make such a match as any petitors, could escape some share of the other; his style of courtship was more in same excitement. Some of the girls, let harmony with a bar-room than a drawing. us do them the justice to say, were as
This conviction made the balls at much alarmed lest Pat Torrance, as he Tinto less exciting to the feminine comwas called, should cast his big projecting munity generally as time went on ; but eyes upon them, as others were anxious still there is never any telling what cafor that notice. He was not in himself price may sway a sultan's choice. much adapted to please a maiden's eye. And alas ! it is a fact that, whether by He was very dark, strongly bearded, with their own will or by that of their parents, large eyes à fleur de tête and somewhat Pat Torrance might have married almost bloodshot. His friends maintained that any lady in the county. He was not him. he had a good figure," and it certainly self to them, but such a cluster of worldly was tall and strong. His voice was as advantages as scarcely any mortal woman large as his person and somewhat hoarse could resist. He was, as we have said, - a deep bass, which made a vibration far beyond in value the best of the appointin the air. He was an excellent shot,ments for which they could not, and their and hunted indefatigably, though it was brothers could try. He meant a fine posibeginning to be said, notwithstanding his tion, a magnificent house, a great fortune. youth, that Pat was too heavy for distinc-) To be sure there was a drawback to this,