The Works of George W. M. Reynolds — page 185: what you’re looking at

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168 REYNOLDS’ WORKS. nations. I need not speak of my experiences of Mr. and Mrs. Chubb; you know them, and you saw enough to be well aware that I could not possibly be happy beneath their roof. When Makepeace called — ”’ “And why, do you suppose, did he take an assumed name? ’’ inquired Christian. ‘“ Doubtless to render it all the more difficult — and indeed impossible — for the Chubbs to discover by whom he wasemployed. But as I was about to observe,” continued the amiable Miss Vincent, “ I occasionally asked him, when he called at the house, and I had an opportunity of speaking ~ to him in private, whether my uncle intended me to live there altogether, and he invariably replied that when his lordship had time to give his attention to the matter, some other arrangements should be made and something fixed with regard to my future career. Indeed, Makepeace hinted that it was possible a situation as governess, or as companion to a lady, would be found for me, and that therefore it was not worth while to remove me to any other place at present. Then all of a sudden was I informed that my uncle had altered his mind entirely concerning me, that he meant to have me home, to acknowledge me as his niece, and to receive me with open arms. You know how abruptly I was borne away from beneath that roof where we first became ac- quainted. I must now add that on the morning after my arrival at this mansion, Makepeace — whose real name I had of course by that time discovered — sought an oppor- tunity of speaking to me alone. He expressed a hope that I had always found his conduct perfectly respectful toward me, and he further hinted that it would be doing him a service if I did not mention to my uncle how meanly and humbly I was provided for at the parish clerk’s house. I had no in- clination to commence my new career beneath the earl’s roof by making mischief, or vexing my uncle with com- plaints; and I therefore gave the assurance which set his mind at ease. But I suffered him to understand that I pen- etrated his motive in making the request, and that though I pardoned him, I did not the less despise him.’’ ‘Ah, I comprehend,” exclaimed Christian, indignantly; ‘the unscrupulous man had paid but a mere pittance on your behalf to the Chubbs, and self-appropriated the re- mainder of the allowance furnished from the earl’s purse.” CONNIE OO KS GO!