Elster's Folly, Mrs. Henry Wood [ebook reader with built in dictionary .txt] 📗

"I Always Said You Did Not Give Me Back The Letter," Observed Mr. Carr,

When They Were Alone Together Later,  And Val Sat Tearing Up The Letter

Into Innumerable Bits.

"And I Said I Did,  Simply Because I Could Not Find It. You Were Right,

Carr,  As You Always Are."

"Not Always. But I Am Sorry It Came To Light In This Way."

"Sorry! It Is The Greatest Boon That Could Have Fallen On Me. The Secret

Is,  So To Say,  Off My Mind Now,  And I Can Breathe As I Have Not Breathed

For Years. If Ever A Heartfelt Thanksgiving Went Up To Heaven One From Me

Will Ascend To-Night. And The Dowager Does Not Feel The Past A Bit. She

Cared No More For Maude Than For Any One Else. She Can't Care For Any

One. Don't Think Me Harsh,  Carr,  In Saying So."

"I Am Sure She Does Not Feel It," Emphatically Assented Mr. Carr. "Had

She Felt It She Would Have Been Less Noisy. Thank Heaven For Your Sake,

Hartledon,  That The Miserable Past Is Over."

"And Over More Happily Than I Deserved."

A Silence Ensued,  And Lord Hartledon Flung The Bits Of Paper Carefully

Into The Fire. Presently He Looked Up,  A Strange Earnestness In His Face.

"It Is The Custom Of Some Of Our Cottagers Here To Hang Up Embossed Cards

At The Foot Of Their Bed,  With Texts Of Scripture Written On Them. There

Is One Verse I Should Like To Hang Before Every Son Of Mine,  Though I Had

Ten Of Them,  That It Might Meet Their Eyes Last Ere The Evening's

Sleeping,  In The Morning's First Awakening. The Ninth Verse Of The

Eleventh Chapter Of Ecclesiastes."

"I Don't Remember," Observed Thomas Carr,  After A Pause Of Thought.

"'Rejoice,  O Young Man,  In Thy Youth: And Let Thy Heart Cheer Thee In The

Days Of Thy Youth,  And Walk In The Ways Of Thine Heart,  And In The Sight

Of Thine Eyes: But Know Thou,  That For All These Things God Will Bring

Thee Into Judgment.'"

Publication Date: 05-19-2014

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