The History of Henry Esmond eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 682 pages of information about The History of Henry Esmond.

The History of Henry Esmond eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 682 pages of information about The History of Henry Esmond.

“Since she found out that confounded Hexton business,” my lord said—­“and be hanged to them that told her!—­she has not been the same woman.  She, who used to be as humble as a milkmaid, is as proud as a princess,” says my lord.  “Take my counsel, Harry Esmond, and keep clear of women.  Since I have had anything to do with the jades, they have given me nothing but disgust.  I had a wife at Tangier, with whom, as she couldn’t speak a word of my language, you’d have thought I might lead a quiet life.  But she tried to poison me, because she was jealous of a Jew girl.  There was your aunt, for aunt she is—­aunt Jezebel, a pretty life your father led with her! and here’s my lady.  When I saw her on a pillion, riding behind the Dean her father, she looked and was such a baby, that a sixpenny doll might have pleased her.  And now you see what she is—­hands off, highty-tighty, high and mighty, an empress couldn’t be grander.  Pass us the tankard, Harry my boy.  A mug of beer and a toast at morn, says my host.  A toast and a mug of beer at noon, says my dear.  D—­n it, Polly loves a mug of ale, too, and laced with brandy, by Jove!” Indeed, I suppose they drank it together; for my lord was often thick in his speech at mid-day dinner; and at night at supper, speechless altogether.

Harry Esmond’s departure resolved upon, it seemed as if the Lady Castlewood, too, rejoiced to lose him; for more than once, when the lad, ashamed perhaps at his own secret eagerness to go away (at any rate stricken with sadness at the idea of leaving those from whom he had received so many proofs of love and kindness inestimable), tried to express to his mistress his sense of gratitude to her, and his sorrow at quitting those who had so sheltered and tended a nameless and houseless orphan, Lady Castlewood cut short his protests of love and his lamentations, and would hear of no grief, but only look forward to Harry’s fame and prospects in life.  “Our little legacy will keep you for four years like a gentleman.  Heaven’s Providence, your own genius, industry, honor, must do the rest for you.  Castlewood will always be a home for you; and these children, whom you have taught and loved, will not forget to love you.  And, Harry,” said she (and this was the only time when she spoke with a tear in her eye, or a tremor in her voice), “it may happen in the course of nature that I shall be called away from them:  and their father—­and—­and they will need true friends and protectors.  Promise me that you will be true to them—­as—­as I think I have been to you—­and a mother’s fond prayer and blessing go with you.”

“So help me God, madam, I will,” said Harry Esmond, falling on his knees, and kissing the hand of his dearest mistress.  “If you will have me stay now, I will.  What matters whether or no I make my way in life, or whether a poor bastard dies as unknown as he is now?  ’Tis enough that I have your love and kindness surely; and to make you happy is duty enough for me.”

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