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the black robe-第66章

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what you have donebut you may trust me to put it favorably。



Shake hands; my son; and; while we are still together; let us be



as good friends as ever。〃







You may think that I spoke in this way with a view to my



indulgent language being repeated to Romayne; and so improving



the position which I have already gained in his estimation。 Do



you know; I really believe I meant it at the time! The poor



fellow gratefully kissed my hand when I offered it to himhe was



not able to speak。 I wonder whether I am weak about Arthur? Say a



kind word for him; when his conduct comes under noticebut pray



don't mention this little frailty of mine; and don't suppose I



have any sympathy with his weak…minded submission to Mrs。



Romayne's prejudices。 If I ever felt the smallest consideration



for _her_ (and I cannot call to mind any amiable emotion of that



sort); her letter to Winterfield would have effectually



extinguished it。 There is something quite revolting to me in a



deceitful woman。







In closing this letter; I may quiet the minds of our reverend



brethren; if I assure them that my former objection to



associating myself directly with the conversion of Romayne no



longer exists。







Yes! even at my age; and with my habits; I am now resigned to



hearing; and confuting; the trivial arguments of a man who is



young enough to be my son。 I shall write a carefully…guarded



letter to Romayne; on the departure of Penrose; and I shall send



him a book to read; from the influence of which I expect



gratifying results。 It is not a controversial work (Arthur has



been beforehand with me there)it is Wiseman's 〃Recollections of



the Popes。〃 I look to that essentially readable book to excite



Romayne's imagination; by vivid descriptions of the splendors of



the Church; and the vast influence and power of the higher



priesthood。 Does this sudden enthusiasm of mine surprise you? And



are you altogether at a loss to know what it means?







It means; my friend; that I see our position toward Romayne in a



new light。 Forgive me; if I say no more for the present。 I prefer



to be silent; until my audacity is justified by events。







… * Father Benwell's experience had; in this case; not misled



him。 If Stella had remained unmarried; Winterfield might have



justified himself。 But he was honorably unwilling to disturb her



relations with her husband; by satisfying her that he had never



been unworthy of the affection which had once united them。







CHAPTER V。







BERNARD WINTERFIELD'S CORRESPONDENCE。







I。







_From Mrs。 Romayne to Mr。 Winterfield。_







HAS my letter failed to reach you? I directed it (as I direct



this) to Beaupark; not knowing your London address。







Yesterday; Father Benwell called at Ten Acres Lodge。 He first saw



my mother and myself and he contrived to mention your name。 It



was done with his usual adroitness; and I might perhaps have



passed it over if he had not looked at me。 I hope and pray it may



be only my fancybut I thought I saw; in his eyes; that he was



conscious of having me in his power; and that he might betray me



to my husband at any moment。







I have no sort of claim on you。 And; Heaven knows; I have little



reason to trust you。 But I thought you meant fairly by me when we



spoke together at this house。 In that belief; I entreat you to



tell me if Father Benwell has intruded himself into your



confidenceor even if you have hinted anything to him which



gives him a hold over me。







II。







_From Mr。 Winterfield to Mrs。 Romayne。_







Both your letters have reached me。







I have good reason for believing that you are entirely mistaken



in your estimate of Father Benwell's character。 But I know; by



sad experience; how you hold to your opinions when they are once



formed; and I am eager to relieve you of all anxiety; so far as I



am concerned。 I have not said one wordI have not even let slip



the slightest hintwhich could inform Father Benwell of that



past event in our lives to which your letter alludes。 Your secret



is a sacred secret to me; and it has been; and shall be; sacredly



kept。







There is a sentence in your letter which has given me great pain。



You reiterate the cruel language of the bygone time。 You say;



〃Heaven knows I have little reason to trust you。〃







I have reasons; on my side; for not justifying myselfexcept



under certain conditions。 I mean under conditions which might



place me in a position to serve and advise you as a friend or



brother。 In that case; I undertake to prove; even to you; that it



was a cruel injustice ever to have doubted me; and that there is



no man living whom y ou can more implicitly trust than myself。







My address; when I am in London; is at the head of this page。







III。







_From Dr。 Wybrow to Mr。 Winterfield。_







Dear SirI have received your letter; mentioning that you wish



to accompany me; at my next visit to the asylum; to see the



French boy; so strangely associated with the papers delivered to



you by Father Benwell。







Your proposal reaches me too late。 The poor creature's troubled



life has come to an end。 He never rallied from the exhausting



effect of the fever。 To the last he was attended by his mother。







I write with true sympathy for that excellent ladybut I cannot



conceal from you or from myself that this death is not to be



regretted。 In a case of the same extraordinary kind; recorded in



print; the patient recovered from the fever; and his insanity



returned with his returning health。







                                            Faithfully yours;



JOSEPH WYBROW。







CHAPTER VI。







THE SADDEST OF ALL WORDS。







ON the tenth morning; dating from the dispatch of Father



Benwell's last letter to Rome; Penrose was writing in the study



at Ten Acres Lodge; while Romayne sat at the other end of the



room; looking listlessly at a blank sheet of paper; with the pen



lying idle beside it。 On a sudden he rose; and; snatching up



paper and pen; threw them irritably into the fire。







〃Don't trouble yourself to write any longer;〃 he said to Penrose。



〃My dream is over。 Throw my manuscripts into the waste paper



basket; and never speak to me of literary work again。〃







〃Every man devoted to literature has these fits of despondency;〃



Penrose answered。 〃Don't think of your work。 Send for your horse;



and trust to fresh air and exercise to relieve your mind。〃







Romayne barely listened。 He turned round at the fireplace and



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