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Chantry House by Charlotte Mary Yonge
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the more piteous that in his present state he only regarded her as
the tempter who had ruined his life--his false Duessa, who had led
him away from Una. On one unhappy evening he had been almost
maddened by her insisting on arguing with him; he called her a hag,
declared she had been the death of his children, the death of that
dear one--could she not let him alone now she had been the death of
himself?

When Martyn took her away, she wept bitterly, and told enough to
make the misery of their life apparent, when the gaiety was over,
and regrets and recriminations set in.

However, there came a calmer interval, when the suffering passed
off, but in the manner which made the German doctor intimate that
hope was over. Would life last till his mother came?

His brothers had striven from the first to awaken thoughts of higher
things, and turn remorse into repentance; but every attempt resulted
in strange, sad wanderings about Esau, the birthright, and the
blessing. Indeed, these might not have been entirely wanderings,
for once he said, 'It is better this way, Bill. You don't know what
you wish in trying to bring me round. Don't be hard on me. She
drove me to it. It is all right now. The Jews will be
disappointed.'

For even at the crisis in London, he had concealed that he had
raised money on post obits, so that, had he outlived my father,
Chantry House would have been lost. Lady Peacock's fortune had been
undermined when she married him; extravagance and gambling had made
short work of the rest.
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