LETTER XCVIII

_Coke Clifton to his Sister Louisa Clifton_

_London, Dover Street_

Madam,

I have received your very lenient, equitable, calumniating, insulting

letter; and I would have you put it down in your memorandum-book that I

will carefully remember the obligation. It perfectly accords with your

sublime ideas of justice to decide before you have heard both parties;

and it is equally consistent with your notions of sisterly affection

that you should pass sentence on a brother. What is a brother, or all

he may have to say, to you; who, more infallible than the holy father

himself, have squared a set of rules of your own, by which you judge as

you best know how?

Your insinuations concerning the death of my mother are equally

charitable, and I have already learnt them by rote. Yes, madam, assure

yourself they will not be forgotten. Any suspense of judgment would

have ill become a lady so clear sighted. However possible it may be

that Anna St. Ives may herself have been imposed upon, and I both

ignorant and innocent of this forged letter, yet for you to have

entertained any doubts in my favour would have partaken too much of the

fogs of earth for so inspired and celestial a lady.

But I must tell you, madam, since you can so readily forego equity in a

brother's behalf, I can and will be as ready to forget and cast off the

sister. I never yet was or will be injured with impunity: I would have

you note down that.

I mean to be at Rose-Bank tomorrow or the day after, to attend the

funeral and take such order as my affairs may require; and though I

have as little affection for your company as you have for mine, I

imagine it will be quite necessary for you to be there: not only that

you should be present to execute all orders, but likewise to listen to

a few hints which I shall probably think proper to communicate.

In the mean time, madam, be industrious to propagate the report, if you

think fit, that I have caused anonymous letters to be written to Sir

Arthur's steward, have endeavoured to betray Anna St. Ives, and have

been the death of my mother. Spread the agreeable intelligence I say as

quickly and as widely as you can, and when you meet me you shall

receive a brother's thanks.

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