THE WIFE’S TRUST.
I know not, I ask not, if guilt’s in that heart,
But I know that I love thee, whatever thou art.
_—Moore._
The sun was going down when a servant entered the chamber and announced
that Judge Wylie was below stairs and begged to see Mrs. Garnet alone
upon important business.
Telling the man to show Judge Wylie into the library, Alice threw a
shawl around her, and, full of vague and painful misgivings, descended
the stairs.
What could be the important business upon which Judge Wylie came? What
business, trifling or important, could he have with her? Had any
accident happened to Elsie? The thought gripped her heart like a vise.
Had anything happened to Magnus or General Garnet?
Trembling and pale, and almost overwhelmed by the trials of the day, she
opened the library door and entered in.
Judge Wylie was standing there awaiting her. Judge Jacky’s usually
jubilant face was now overcast and troubled as he advanced to meet
Alice, took her hand, led her to a settee, and seated himself beside
her. He pressed her hand with paternal kindness and said, gravely and
gently:
“My dear Mrs. Garnet, you will pardon the liberty about to be taken by
your oldest friend.”
“For Heaven’s sake—what has——” happened, she was about to ask, but the
words died on her pale lips.
“Do not be alarmed, my dear Mrs. Garnet. Nothing has occurred since the
marriage—you perceive that I know all about it. But it is to warn you—to
put you upon your guard against something about to occur, that I come to
you this evening.”
“For God’s sake—what? what?”
“Be easy. Nothing that you have not in your full power to avert by a
little firmness.”
“For Heaven’s sake, explain yourself, Judge Wylie.”
“You know something, I presume, of the Maryland laws of property, of
inheritance, and of marriage?”
“No, no; I know nothing about it.”
“At least you know that when a girl marries, all the personal property
she may be possessed of at the time of her marriage, or may afterward
inherit, becomes the property of her husband?”
“Yes, of course, I know that.”
“Yes, but—listen. All the landed property she possesses at the time of
her marriage, or afterward inherits, is hers—hers alone. Her husband can
neither alienate it during his life, or will it at his death. He cannot
mortgage it, nor assign it, nor can it be taken for his debts. It is
hers, and hers alone. She alone has the disposal of it.”
“Yes. Well?”
“Therefore, all the personal property you became possessed of at the
death of your father is the property of General Aaron Garnet.”
“Certainly. Who disputes it? Well?”
“But. And now listen! All the landed property, consisting of six
thousand acres of the best land on the Western Shore, which you
inherited from your father, is yours, your own, and at your death it is
your daughter’s, if she survive you, and unless you choose to will it to
someone else. General Garnet can make no disposition of it either during
your life or at your death.”
“It seems to me, Judge Wylie, that this conversation is a very singular
one,” said Alice coldly.
“Not so singular or so impertinent—that is what you mean—as it appears
to be. Bear with me. Hear me out. I speak for your good, and your
child’s good, I have before me now the face of your sainted mother. I
loved her in my youth, Alice; but that is neither here nor there. Well,
this is what I had to say: Your daughter Elsie has, by her marriage,
grievously offended her father. He may or may not pardon her. He may
discard her. Do not put it in his power to disinherit her.”
Alice turned very pale.
“Why do you say that to me?” she asked falteringly.
“Because,” he answered, “it is said that women can always be kissed or
kicked out of any right of property they may happen to possess. Now,
don’t you, my little Alice, be kissed out of your six thousand acres of
finely cultivated and heavily timbered, well-watered land, with all its
land and water privileges. The best plantation within the bounds of old
Maryland. Don’t you be kissed out of it, little Alice, for it makes you
independent and of great importance. Don’t you be kissed out of it,
Alice, for you can leave it to your beloved daughter, who will need it.
Don’t you be kissed out of it, Alice, my child; and as for the other
alternative, my courteous friend, General Garnet, is far too much of a
gentleman to resort to it, either literally or metaphorically.”
“Judge Wylie, why do you talk to me in this way? You are my oldest
friend; you have a certain privilege. I beseech you, forbear to abuse
it,” said Alice, divided between mortification and anxiety. The latter
at last prevailed, and she asked: “Why did you open up this subject just
now, Judge Wylie? You came to tell me why, I suppose. Tell me now at
once.”
“Well, then, only this, Alice. That about an hour ago I happened in at
Squire Fox’s office, where General Garnet was superintending the drawing
up of a deed. An involuntary—a providential—glance, now I think it was,
over the clerk’s shoulder revealed to me the fact that he was drawing up
a deed of assignment, by which you were to convey all your right, title,
and interest in the landed property of Mount Calm to General Aaron
Garnet. General Garnet then turned to me and requested me to meet him
here to-night, to witness your signature. I asked, with surprise, if you
had consented to give it. He looked offended, and expressed astonishment
at my question. By which I knew that he intended to come upon you by a
coup de main, and I came off here to put you on your guard.”
“Oh, is that all?” asked Alice, with a sigh of great relief. “Well,
Judge Wylie, if anyone else in the wide world had talked to me as you
have been talking for the last ten minutes, I should have said that they
took a most unwarrantable and most offensive liberty in presuming to
interfere in a matter that concerns only General Garnet and myself. Of
you, my old friend, I only say that your doubts and fears are totally
groundless. General Garnet, perhaps, wishes to test the strength of my
confidence in him, or he may have some other and still better reason for
what he is about to do. At all events, when he lays that deed before me
for signature, most willingly, most cheerfully, will I prove my love and
respect, and confidence in him, by signing it at once. Judge Wylie, I am
not well this evening. The events of the day have shaken me very much.
Judge Wylie, with many thanks for your kind intentions, permit me to
wish you good-evening.” And Alice held out her hand.
Judge Wylie arose, saying:
“Ah! I knew it. I might have known it before I came. She will not be
saved when she might be. She is like all her sex: none of them ever will
be saved, unless it’s those who aint worth saving. Well, good-evening,
Mrs. Garnet! God be with you! It is said that children and—pardon
me—fools—enjoy the privilege of an especial Providence. May such a
protection be yours! Good-evening, madam.”
And pressing her hand, he took his hat and stick, and was about to leave
the room, when the front door was heard to open, steps to hurry up the
hall, and the library door was thrown open, and General Garnet entered,
ushering in a magistrate and a lawyer, who held some documents, tied
with red tape, in his hands.
“Ah, Judge Wylie! I am glad to find you already here. Gentlemen, be
seated. Alice, my love, I preferred to bring these gentlemen here, for
the purpose of transacting a little law business in which you are
concerned, rather than risk your health by taking you out in this severe
weather. Judge Wylie, resume your seat. Gentlemen, pray be seated.
Alice, my love, come hither; I had expected to find the library empty,
and you in your chamber, where I left you. I wish to have a word with
you apart.” And putting one arm affectionately over the shoulder of
Alice, he took her hand, and led her away to a distant part of the room,
where, with his most angelic smile, he said: “Alice, I am the nominal
master of Mount Calm only! but, Alice, I am at this moment a poor man.
Prove your affection and confidence now, as your heart dictates!”
“I know what you mean, Aaron. Come! I am ready to do so—at once. But,
oh, Aaron! have you seen Elsie?”
“I will tell you all about that after this little business is over, dear
Alice! Come.”
“Immediately after?”
“Yes, instantly, and it will take but a moment.”
“Come, then, let us have it over quickly, that I may the sooner hear of
Elsie. But, oh! just assure me of this—that you have forgiven her! I
know by your smile that you have—but, oh! I long to hear you say so!”
“Can you doubt me, Alice? Come! let us have this affair over, and then
you shall know all about it.”
And taking her hand he led her up the room.
The magistrate was seated behind a table; before him lay a copy of the
Holy Scriptures, pen, ink, and paper, and certain documents, among which
was the deed of assignment in question. By the side of the table stood
Judge Jacky and the lawyer, as witnesses.
General Garnet led Alice up in front of it, and immediately before the
magistrate.
Squire Fox took up the deed of assignment, and read it aloud. Then he
administered the oath to Alice, and put the usual questions, as to
whether she gave that deed of her own free will, without compulsion, or
undue persuasion from her husband?
“Without being kissed or kicked out of it?” whispered Judge Jacky.
Having received satisfactory answers to all questions the magistrate
laid the deed open before Alice, for her signature. General Garnet
dipped a pen in ink and handed it to her. Alice received it, smilingly,
and in a clear, unfaltering hand, wrote her name at the bottom of that
deed, that conferred upon her husband immense wealth and left herself
penniless.
The lawyer affixed his signature, as witness. Judge Wylie, with a deep
groan, wrote his name. The squire performed his part, and the business
was complete.
Alice looked up into General Garnet’s face, with an expression that
said—“Now have you proved me sufficiently? Now will you confide in me?
Will you love me?”
General Garnet stooped down and whispered to her:
“Retire immediately to your chamber, Alice!”
“But—Elsie—tell me of her?”
“Retire to your chamber, instantly, Mrs. Garnet!—and await me there! I
must offer these gentlemen something to drink, and dismiss them;
immediately after which, I will come to you, and tell you all that I
have done, and all that I intend to do!” said General Garnet, in a tone
of authority and impatience, that would brook no opposition or delay.
And Alice, courtesying slightly to the party, withdrew.