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He Knew He Was Right

Chapter 4 HUGH STANBURY.

Word Count: 3376    |    Released on: 29/11/2017

en, to fall in love with the Honourable Charles Glascock, there having come upon her the habit of comparin

had laid down for herself certain hard lines,-lines intended to be as fast as they were hard. Let what might come to her in the way of likings and dislikings, let the temptation to her be ever so strong, she would never allow her heart to rest on a man who, if he should ask her to be his wife, would not have the means of supporting her. There were many, she knew, who would condemn such a resolution as cold, selfish, and heartless. She heard people saying so daily. She read in books that it ought to be so regarded. But she declared to herself that she would respect the judgment neither of the people nor of the books. To be poor alone, to have to live without a husband, to look forward to a life in which there would be nothing of a career, almost nothing to do, to await the vacuity of an existence in which she would be useful to no one, was a destiny which she could teach herself to endure, because it might probably be forced upon her by necessity. Were her father to die there would hardly be bread f

onours at all. He had done little for the credit of his college, and had never put himself in the way of wrapping himself up for life in the scanty lambswool of a fellowship. But he had won for himself reputation as a clever speaker, as a man who had lea

d to apply to him for legal aid. He had done his work of learning his trade about as well as other young men, but had had no means of distinguishing himself within his reach. He went the Western Circuit because his aunt, old Miss Stanbury, lived at Exeter, but, as he declared of himself, had he had another aunt living at York, he would have had nothing whatsoever to guide him in his choice. He sat idle in the courts, and hated himself for so sitting. So it had been with him for two years without any consolation or additional burden from other employment than that of his profession. After that, by some chan

hat bread from some side was indispensable to him. Then there had come to be that famous war between Great Britain and the republic of Patagonia, and Hugh Stanbury had been sent out as a special correspondent by the editor and proprietor of the Daily Record. His letters had been much read, and had called up a great deal of newspaper pugnacity. He had made important statements which had been flatly den

inted,-with Nora Rowley. And now again, since his return from Patagonia, that acquaintance had been renewed. Quite lately, since the actual sale of t

faint-hearted," Trevelyan had said, "

ds it improbable that he shall be a

had been done by h

any man," replied Stanbury. "I had to live up

e been cowardly,

me future day. Trevelyan had always been much more sanguine in expecting success for his friend at the Bar, than Stanbury had been for himself. It might well be that such a man as Trevelyan might think that a clever rising barrister would be an excellent husband for his sister-in-law, but that a man earning a precarious living as a writer for a penny paper would be by no means so desirable a connection. Stanbury, as he thought of this, declared to himself that he would not care two straws for Trevelyan in the matter, if he cou

Some pittance from sixty to seventy pounds a year was all they had among them. But there was a rich aunt, Miss Stanbury, to whom had come considerable wealth in a manner most romantic,-the little tale shall be told before this larger tale is completed,-and this aunt had undertaken to educate and place out in the world her nephew Hugh. So Hugh had been sent to Harrow, and then to Oxford,-where he had much displeased his aunt by not accomplishing great things,-and then had been set down to make his fortune as a barrister in London, with an allowance of £100 a y

ever to the request. She never had given, and at that moment did not intend to give, a shilling to the widow and daughters of her brother. Nor did she intend, or had she ever

very strong a law for her own guidance. Stanbury was a man about five feet ten, with shoulders more than broad in proportion, stout limbed, rather awkward of his gait, with large feet and hands, with soft wavy light hair, with light grey eyes, with a broad, but by no means ugly, nose. His mouth and lips were large, and he rarely showed his teeth. He wore no other beard than whiskers, which he was apt to cut away through heaviness of his hand in shaving, till Nora longed to bid him be more careful. "He doesn't care what sort of a guy he makes of himself," she once said to her sister, almost angrily. "He is a plain man, and he knows it," Emily had replied. Mr. Trevelyan was doubtless a hands

im the promise he required. The only answer which Nora could draw from her sister was a counter question, demanding whether he would ask her pardon for the injury he had done her. Nora had been most eager, most anxious, most conciliatory as a messenger; but no good had come of these messages, and Trevelyan had gone forth to tell all his t

r way for Lincoln's Inn

Twining's. And wh

the Daily R., 250, Fleet Street. It is my custom of an afternoon. I am prepared to instruct the British public of t

more to be said about it," s

soon be the casual ward in earnest if it were not for the Daily R. God bless the Daily R. Only think what a

ou li

't know what is. But it's a deal honester than defend

tty well,

e tone of his friend's voice

" he said, asking af

all

ns one's inquiries one is bound

pretty well,"

as of the other. The change of tone on this occasion was in truth occasioned by the sadness of the man's thoughts in reference to his wife, but Stanbury attributed it to another cause. "He need not

Mr. Bideawhile, a more friendly or more trustworthy listener. When Nora Rowley's name had been mentioned, he had not thought of her. He had simply repeated the name with the usual answer. He was at the moment cautioning himself against a confidence which after all might not be necessary, and which on this occasion was not made. When one is in trouble i

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1 Chapter 1 SHEWING HOW WRATH BEGAN.2 Chapter 2 COLONEL OSBORNE.3 Chapter 3 LADY MILBOROUGH'S DINNER PARTY.4 Chapter 4 HUGH STANBURY.5 Chapter 5 SHEWING HOW THE QUARREL PROGRESSED.6 Chapter 6 SHEWING HOW RECONCILIATION WAS MADE.7 Chapter 7 MISS JEMIMA STANBURY, OF EXETER.8 Chapter 8 I KNOW IT WILL DO. 9 Chapter 9 SHEWING HOW THE QUARREL PROGRESSED AGAIN.10 Chapter 10 HARD WORDS.11 Chapter 11 LADY MILBOROUGH AS AMBASSADOR.12 Chapter 12 MISS STANBURY'S GENEROSITY.13 Chapter 13 THE HONOURABLE MR. GLASCOCK.14 Chapter 14 THE CLOCK HOUSE AT NUNCOMBE PUTNEY.15 Chapter 15 WHAT THEY SAID ABOUT IT IN THE CLOSE.16 Chapter 16 DARTMOOR.17 Chapter 17 A GENTLEMAN COMES TO NUNCOMBE PUTNEY.18 Chapter 18 THE STANBURY CORRESPONDENCE.19 Chapter 19 BOZZLE, THE EX-POLICEMAN.20 Chapter 20 SHEWING HOW COLONEL OSBORNE21 Chapter 21 SHEWING HOW COLONEL OSBORNE No.2122 Chapter 22 SHEWING HOW MISS STANBURY BEHAVED23 Chapter 23 COLONEL OSBORNE AND MR. BOZZLE24 Chapter 24 NIDDON PARK.25 Chapter 25 HUGH STANBURY SMOKES HIS PIPE.26 Chapter 26 A THIRD PARTY IS SO OBJECTIONABLE.27 Chapter 27 MR. TREVELYAN'S LETTER TO HIS WIFE.28 Chapter 28 GREAT TRIBULATION.29 Chapter 29 MR. AND MRS. OUTHOUSE.30 Chapter 30 DOROTHY MAKES UP HER MIND.31 Chapter 31 MR. BROOKE BURGESS.32 Chapter 32 THE FULL MOON AT ST. DIDDULPH'S.33 Chapter 33 HUGH STANBURY SMOKES ANOTHER PIPE.34 Chapter 34 PRISCILLA'S WISDOM.35 Chapter 35 MR. GIBSON'S GOOD FORTUNE.36 Chapter 36 MISS STANBURY'S WRATH.37 Chapter 37 MONT CENIS.38 Chapter 38 VERDICT OF THE JURY- MAD, MY LORD. 39 Chapter 39 MISS NORA ROWLEY IS MALTREATED.40 Chapter 40 C. G. 41 Chapter 41 SHEWING WHAT TOOK PLACE AT ST. DIDDULPH'S.42 Chapter 42 MISS STANBURY AND MR. GIBSON BECOME TWO.43 Chapter 43 LABURNUM COTTAGE.44 Chapter 44 BROOKE BURGESS TAKES LEAVE OF EXETER.45 Chapter 45 TREVELYAN AT VENICE.46 Chapter 46 THE AMERICAN MINISTER.47 Chapter 47 ABOUT FISHING, AND NAVIGATION, AND HEAD-DRESSES.48 Chapter 48 MR. GIBSON IS PUNISHED.49 Chapter 49 MR. BROOKE BURGESS AFTER SUPPER.50 Chapter 50 CAMILLA TRIUMPHANT.51 Chapter 51 SHEWING WHAT HAPPENED52 Chapter 52 MR. OUTHOUSE COMPLAINS THAT IT'S HARD.53 Chapter 53 HUGH STANBURY IS SHEWN TO BE NO CONJUROR.54 Chapter 54 MR. GIBSON'S THREAT.55 Chapter 55 THE REPUBLICAN BROWNING.56 Chapter 56 WITHERED GRASS.57 Chapter 57 DOROTHY'S FATE.58 Chapter 58 DOROTHY AT HOME.59 Chapter 59 MR. BOZZLE AT HOME.60 Chapter 60 ANOTHER STRUGGLE.61 Chapter 61 PARKER'S HOTEL, MOWBRAY STREET.62 Chapter 62 LADY ROWLEY MAKES AN ATTEMPT.63 Chapter 63 SIR MARMADUKE AT HOME.64 Chapter 64 SIR MARMADUKE AT HIS CLUB.65 Chapter 65 MYSTERIOUS AGENCIES.66 Chapter 66 OF A QUARTER OF LAMB.67 Chapter 67 RIVER'S COTTAGE.68 Chapter 68 MAJOR MAGRUDER'S COMMITTEE.69 Chapter 69 SIR MARMADUKE AT WILLESDEN.70 Chapter 70 SHEWING WHAT NORA ROWLEY71 Chapter 71 SHEWING WHAT HUGH STANBURY THOUGHT72 Chapter 72 THE DELIVERY OF THE LAMB.73 Chapter 73 DOROTHY RETURNS TO EXETER.74 Chapter 74 THE LIONESS AROUSED.75 Chapter 75 THE ROWLEYS GO OVER THE ALPS.76 Chapter 76 WE SHALL BE SO POOR. 77 Chapter 77 THE FUTURE LADY PETERBOROUGH.78 Chapter 78 CASALUNGA.79 Chapter 79 I CAN SLEEP ON THE BOARDS. 80 Chapter 80 WILL THEY DESPISE HIM 81 Chapter 81 MR. GLASCOCK IS MASTER.82 Chapter 82 MRS. FRENCH'S CARVING KNIFE.83 Chapter 83 BELLA VICTRIX.84 Chapter 84 SELF-SACRIFICE.85 Chapter 85 THE BATHS OF LUCCA.86 Chapter 86 MR. GLASCOCK AS NURSE.87 Chapter 87 MR. GLASCOCK'S MARRIAGE COMPLETED.88 Chapter 88 CROPPER AND BURGESS.89 Chapter 89 I WOULDN'T DO IT, IF I WAS YOU. 90 Chapter 90 LADY ROWLEY CONQUERED.91 Chapter 91 FOUR O'CLOCK IN THE MORNING.92 Chapter 92 TREVELYAN DISCOURSES ON LIFE.93 Chapter 93 SAY THAT YOU FORGIVE ME. 94 Chapter 94 A REAL CHRISTIAN.95 Chapter 95 TREVELYAN BACK IN ENGLAND.96 Chapter 96 MONKHAMS.97 Chapter 97 MRS. BROOKE BURGESS.98 Chapter 98 ACQUITTED.99 Chapter 99 CONCLUSION.