Complete March Family Trilogy eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 1,465 pages of information about Complete March Family Trilogy.

Complete March Family Trilogy eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 1,465 pages of information about Complete March Family Trilogy.

“Yes—­”

“And how far do you think that would go in supporting my daughter on the scale she is used to?  I don’t speak of your mother, who has the first claim upon you.”

Burnamy sat dumb; and his head which he had lifted indignantly when the question was of Stoller, began to sink.

The general went on.  “You ask me to give you my daughter when you haven’t money enough to keep her in gowns; you ask me to give her to a stranger—­”

“Not quite a stranger, General Triscoe,” Burnamy protested.  “You have known me for three months at least, and any one who knows me in Chicago will tell you—­”

“A stranger, and worse than a stranger,” the general continued, so pleased with the logical perfection of his position that he almost smiled, and certainly softened toward Burnamy.  “It isn’t a question of liking you, Mr. Burnamy, but of knowing you; my daughter likes you; so do the Marches; so does everybody who has met you.  I like you myself.  You’ve done me personally a thousand kindnesses.  But I know very little of you, in spite of our three months’ acquaintance; and that little is—­But you shall judge for yourself!  You were in the confidential employ of a man who trusted you, and you let him betray himself.”

“I did.  I don’t excuse it.  The thought of it burns like fire.  But it wasn’t done maliciously; it wasn’t done falsely; it was done inconsiderately; and when it was done, it seemed irrevocable.  But it wasn’t; I could have prevented, I could have stooped the mischief; and I didn’t!  I can never outlive that.”

“I know,” said the general relentlessly, “that you have never attempted any defence.  That has been to your credit with me.  It inclined me to overlook your unwarranted course in writing to my daughter, when you told her you would never see her again.  What did you expect me to think, after that, of your coming back to see her?  Or didn’t you expect me to know it?”

“I expected you to know it; I knew she would tell you.  But I don’t excuse that, either.  It was acting a lie to come back.  All I can say is that I had to see her again for one last time.”

“And to make sure that it was to be the last time, you offered yourself to her.”

“I couldn’t help doing that.”

“I don’t say you could.  I don’t judge the facts at all.  I leave them altogether to you; and you shall say what a man in my position ought to say to such a man as you have shown yourself.”

“No, I will say.”  The door into the adjoining room was flung open, and Agatha flashed in from it.

Her father looked coldly at her impassioned face.  “Have you been listening?” he asked.

“I have been hearing—­”

“Oh!” As nearly as a man could, in bed, General Triscoe shrugged.

“I suppose I had, a right to be in my own room.  I couldn’t help hearing; and I was perfectly astonished at you, papa, the cruel way you went on, after all you’ve said about Mr. Stoller, and his getting no more than he deserved.”

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