no pretty denials! But the great object of my visit to this
place is accomplished: I have seen you, I have witnessed your debut in
the great world, with, I may say, more than a father's exultation, and I
go back to my dry pursuits with the satisfaction of thinking our old
and withered genealogical tree has put forth one blossom worthy of its
freshest day."
"Uncle!" said Lucy, reprovingly, and holding up her taper finger with
an arch smile, mingling with a blush, in which the woman's vanity spoke,
unknown to herself.
"And why that look, Lucy?" said Brandon.
"Because--because--well, no matter! you have been bred to that trade in
which, as you say yourself, men tell untruths for others till they lose
all truth for themselves. But let us talk of you, not me; are you really
well enough to leave us?"
Simple and even cool as the words of Lucy's question, when written,
appear, in her mouth they took so tender, so anxious a tone, that
Brandon, who had no friend nor wife nor child, nor any one in his
household in whom interest in his health or welfare was a thing of
course, and who was consequently wholly unaccustomed to the accent of
kindness, felt himself of a sudden touched and stricken.
"Why, indeed, Lucy," said he, in a less artificial voice than that in
which he usually spoke, "I should like still to profit by your cares,
and forget my infirmities and pains in your society; but I cannot: the
tide of events, like that of nature, waits not our pleasure!"
"But we may take our own time for setting sail!" said Lucy.
"Ay, this comes of talking in metaphor," rejoined Brandon, smiling;
"they who begin it always get the worst of it. In plain words, dear
Lucy, I can give no more time to my own ailments. A lawyer cannot play
truant in term-time without--"
"Losing a few guineas!" said Lucy, interrupting him.
"Worse than that,--his practice and his name."
"Better those than health and peace of mind."
"Out on you, no!" said Brandon, quickly, and almost fiercely. "We
waste all the greenness and pith of our life in striving to gain a
distinguished slavery; and when it is gained, we must not think that
an humble independence would have been better. If we ever admit that
thought, what fools, what lavish fools, we have been! No!" continued
Brandon, after a momentary pause, and in a tone milder and gayer, though
not less characteristic of the man's stubbornness of will, "after losing
all youth's enjoyments and manhood'
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