CHAPTER VI.

_Devereux arrives at Kray Castle._

When David Williams had concluded his lay and retired, Mr. De Lancaster

gravely observed, that in ancient times prophecies and prayers and even

laws were delivered in verse; then, turning to his grandson, he said,

Let David’s vision be realized on the day that you are of age, and you

and I, John, shall be two of the happiest of human beings--

Here he was interrupted by the entrance of a servant, who brought a

letter; it was that, which Philip had sent by young Devereux as his

introduction to the hospitalities of Kray Castle. A servant was

dispatched by Devereux with it as he entered the park, and the old

gentleman had barely time to read it to his family circle when the

porter’s bell announced an arrival. John hastened to the hall door, as

Devereux in his travelling equipage drove up, and received him with that

natural cordiality, which, assuring him of his welcome, might be said to

constitute friendship at first sight. When he presented him to his

father, the good man had entered the hall, and, taking him by the hand,

said--I have read the letter, Mr. Devereux, which you bring me from my

son, and am proud of the honour you confer upon me. I beg you will

consider this house as your own, and the longer stay you shall think fit

to make in it, the happier we shall be. I know your noble family full

well, and respect every branch of it. He then said aloud to his

servants--See that proper care be taken of every thing belonging to Mr.

Devereux, and be sure you let his people want for nothing: they are

strangers to this country.

During the ceremony of introducing him to Cecilia and the rest of the

family, in which Mr. De Lancaster was somewhat precise, young Devereux

acquitted himself as a gentleman familiar with good company, gracefully

and without embarrassment: in his person he was light and elegant, and

in his countenance there was great expression, though not perfect

symmetry of features: there was a quickness of intellect and of spirit

in his eyes, that nobody could mistake.

He was speedily at his ease, and in answer to Mr. De Lancaster’s

enquiries said, that he had been extremely lucky in a good passage by

the pacquet, and not less so in his journey since his landing. He

expressed himself highly pleased in the opportunity he now had of

visiting his native country, for he was born and bred in Herefordshire,

where his father had an hereditary property, and it was part of his

business in England to look into the affairs of that estate.

To Cecilia’s question about her brother’s health he replied, that Mr. De

Lancaster had received some slight hurt in the ship, that brought him

over, and when he visited him at Buenos Ayres, had his leg upon a chair;

but added with a smile that he believed he rested it merely from habit,

as he observed, that he had the perfect use of it, whenever he had

occasion to employ it.

That is so like him, said De Lancaster to Colonel Wilson--Aye, replied

the colonel, I would not change my wooden leg for both his, if I made no

better use of them than he does.

Is my father coming over, said young De Lancaster?

I believe not yet. He has friends at Cintra, and ’tis likely he may pass

the winter there.

I hope, Mr. Devereux, the old gentleman observed, my son has the honour

of being known to your father, and that it is in his family he forms his

friendships.

I have no doubt it will be so, Devereux replied; but at present Mr. De

Lancaster has formed no connexions but with a lady and gentleman, who I

believe are neighbours of your’s, when they are at home. If I rightly

understand Sir David Ap Owen, who is the gentleman I allude to, he has a

considerable property in this county, and a handsome seat not far from

hence.

Sir David Owen has a very antient and respectable station in this near

neighbourhood, called Penruth Abbey, and a very considerable property in

land about it. The lately deceased Sir Owen ap Owen was a worthy

gentleman, lived hospitably, and was respected by his countrymen and

neighbours: he was truly of a very antient stock, and I had the

happiness to consider him as my particular and very good friend. Penruth

Abbey is well worth your seeing, and if you have a wish to ride over, my

servants shall attend upon you. I am sorry to say, that between our

houses, since Sir Owen’s death, all intercourse is at an end.

Devereux bowed, and on that subject said no more. The conversation then

took a general turn, till supper was served up by the orange-tawney

liverymen in great feudal state, and Devereux, to whom these specimens

of antient manners were extremely interesting, was in due time and order

ushered to an excellent apartment, by Cecilia’s direction elegantly set

out and provided with every thing, that was appropriate to his comfort

and repose.

The next morning, after breakfast, he signified to John that he wished

to have a few minutes in private with him. In a rustic building at the

end of a walk, that winded though the ornamented ground, he delivered to

our young hero the letter he was secretly encharged with from poor

Philip--When he had read the letter, John said, there is matter in this

letter, that concerns me nearly, and affects me deeply. Are the

contents, so far as they relate to my father’s situation with the widow

Ap Owen, known to you?

In some degree Devereux confessed they were not unknown to him. He had

been informed by Sir David that Mr. De Lancaster had entered into an

engagement for marrying that lady.

I would go to the farthest foot of land on the globe of earth, said

John, to save him from that fatal, that disgraceful, that detestable

connection. Rather would I see my father dead and in his coffin, nay,

rather would I die myself, than see him married to that odious, that

felonious woman.

You astonish me, cried Devereux; she must artfully have concealed her

character from me, if it merits to be so described, which I must not

presume to doubt of. And now, Mr. De Lancaster, since you have so far

trusted to me by committing yourself to expressions of such abhorrence

with respect to that lady’s character, I will, with your permission,

confide to you the situation, in which I stand towards her son--Sir

David Ap Owen has made proposals of marriage with my sister--(John

started, and betrayed considerable agitation)--Yes sir, he has offered

himself to my father, and it is solely upon that account I am come over

to assure myself of particulars as stated by Sir David, touching the

character, which he bears in his county, the family he is of, and the

fortune he possesses. Now my father conceives, though for the present he

is engaged in contracts as a trader, yet that he is intitled both by

birth and property to be perfectly secured from any misrepresentation

whatsoever, and I must freely confess we think there is some mystery

about Sir David, and cannot divine his motive for deserting a fine place

and property, so newly devolved upon him, and coming to Lisbon of all

places in the world, unless upon the plea of health, which by no means

seems to be the case either with his mother or himself. His pretensions,

as he states them, are such as my father cannot reasonably oppose, and

it does not appear, if we were satisfied as to all essential points of

character and general conduct, that Sir David Ap Owen would be

unacceptable to my sister, who, I must take the liberty to say, is

qualified to look quite as high, as to this gentleman, who addresses

her; and, having no flaw in her pretensions, has a right to expect that

none such shall be found in his. In this predicament I stand, protector

of a sister’s honour, and responsible for her happiness, which I am sure

you will allow to be a serious and a sacred trust. If therefore you

could bring your mind to put that repose in my honour, which, if you

knew me better, I flatter myself you would not withhold, and would speak

to me as friend to friend respecting this connection, you would confer

the greatest favour possible on me and mine.

Sir, replied the gallant youth, (touched to the heart by the appeal now

made to him, which brought to his recollection poor Ap Rees’s case) I

have no doubt of your honour, and as I am determined to go over to the

rescue of my father from his dangerous situation, you shall in the mean

time hear nothing from me, or in my company, relative to Sir David,

which I will not be ready to avouch in presence of your father to Sir

David’s face, if you can bring him to the meeting. However, sir, as

there are certain restrictions, which bear with extreme force upon me,

and do not affect others equally able to satisfy your enquiries, I will

instantly conduct you, if you have no objection to lengthen your walk,

to a place, where every thing shall be made known to you by one, whose

veracity cannot be questioned.

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