The Adventures Harry Richmond — Volume 3 eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 98 pages of information about The Adventures Harry Richmond — Volume 3.

The Adventures Harry Richmond — Volume 3 eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 98 pages of information about The Adventures Harry Richmond — Volume 3.

Julia Rippenger was a guest at Riversley through. a visit paid to her by my aunt Dorothy in alarm at my absence.  The intention was to cause the squire a distraction.  It succeeded; for the old man needed lively prattle of a less childish sort than Janet Ilchester’s at his elbow, and that young lady, though true enough in her fashion, was the ardent friend of none but flourishing heads; whereas Julia, finding my name under a cloud at Riversley, spoke of me, I was led to imagine by Captain Bulsted, as a ballad hero, a gloriful fellow, a darling whose deeds were all pardonable—­a mere puff of smoke in the splendour of his nature.

‘To hear the young lady allude to me in that style!’ he confided to my ear, with an ineffable heave of his big chest.

Certain good influences, at any rate, preserved the squire from threatening to disinherit me.  Colonel Goodwin had spoken to him very manfully and wisely as to my relations with my father.  The squire, it was assumed by my aunt, and by Captain Bulsted and Julia, had undertaken to wink at my father’s claims on my affection.  All three vehemently entreated me to make no mention of the present of Hock to him, and not to attempt to bring about an interview.  Concerning the yellow wine I disregarded their advice, for I held it to be a point of filial duty, and an obligation religiously contracted beneath a cathedral dome; so I performed the task of offering the Hock, stating that it was of ancient birth.  The squire bunched his features; he tutored his temper, and said not a word.  I fancied all was well.  Before I tried the second step, Captain Bulsted rode over to my father, who himself generously enjoined the prudent course, in accordance with his aforegone precepts.  He was floated off, as he termed it, from the inn where he lay stranded, to London, by I knew not what heaven-sent gift of money, bidding me keep in view the grand career I was to commence at Dipwell on arriving at my majority.  I would have gone with him had he beckoned a finger.  The four-and-twenty bottles of Hock were ranged in a line for the stable-boys to cock-shy at them under the squire’s supervision and my enforced attendance, just as revolutionary criminals are executed.  I felt like the survivor of friends, who had seen their blood flow.

He handed me a cheque for the payment of debts incurred in my recent adventures.  Who could help being grateful for it?  And yet his remorseless spilling of the kindly wine full of mellow recollections of my father and the little princess, drove the sense of gratitude out of me.

CHAPTER XX

NEWS OF A FRESH CONQUEST OF MY FATHER’S

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