The Lady of the Shroud by Bram Stoker (book series for 10 year olds .txt) 📕
"Sorry. But, of course, you don't understand such things." Then he went on talking before father had time to say a word.
"Let us get back to business. As you do not seem to follow me, let me explain that it is BECAUSE I do not forget that I wish to do this. I remember my dear mother's wish to make Aunt Janet happy, and would like to do as she did."
"AUNT Janet?" said father, very properly sneering at his ignorance. "She is not your aunt. Why, even her sister, who was married to your uncle, was only your aunt by courtesy." I could not help feeling that Rupert meant to be rude to my father, though his words were quite polite. If I had been as much bigger than him as he was than me, I should have flown at him; but he was a very big boy for his age. I am myself rather thin. Mother says thinness is an "appanage of birth."
"My Aunt Janet, sir, is an aunt by love. Courtesy is a small word to use in connection with such devoti
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and complete the tasks entrusted to me.
I.
CONCERNING THE READING OF THE WILL OF ROGER MELTON.
When, beginning at 11 o’clock a.m. on this the forenoon of Thursday,
the 3rd day of January, 1907, I opened the Will and read it in full,
except the clauses contained in the letters marked “B” and “C”; there
were present in addition to myself, the following:
1. Ernest Halbard Melton, J.P, nephew of the testator.
2. Ernest Roger Halbard Melton, son of the above.
3. Rupert Sent Leger, nephew of the testator.
4. Major-General Sir Colin Alexander MacKelpie, Bart., co-executor
with myself of the Will.
5. Andrew Rossiter, my clerk, one of the witnesses of the testator’s
Will.
6. Alfred Nugent, stenographer (of Messrs. Castle’s office, 21,
Bream’s Buildings, W.C.).
When the Will had been read, Mr. E. H. Melton asked the value of the
estate left by the testator, which query I did not feel empowered or
otherwise able to answer; and a further query, as to why those
present were not shown the secret clauses of the Will. I answered by
reading the instructions endorsed on the envelopes of the two letters
marked “B” and “C,” which were sufficiently explanatory.
But, lest any question should hereafter arise as to the fact that the
memoranda in letters marked “B” and “C,” which were to be read as
clauses 10 and 11 of the Will, I caused Rupert Sent Leger to open the
envelope marked “B” in the presence of all in the room. These all
signed a paper which I had already prepared, to the effect that they
had seen the envelope opened, and that the memorandum marked “B. To
be read as clause ten of my Will,” was contained in the envelope, of
which it was to be the sole contents. Mr. Ernest Halbard Melton,
J.P., before signing, carefully examined with a magnifying-glass, for
which he had asked, both the envelope and the heading of the
memorandum enclosed in the letter. He was about to turn the folded
paper which was lying on the table over, by which he might have been
able to read the matter of the memorandum had he so desired. I at
once advised him that the memorandum he was to sign dealt only with
the heading of the page, and not with the matter. He looked very
angry, but said nothing, and after a second scrutiny signed. I put
the memorandum in an envelope, which we all signed across the flap.
Before signing, Mr Ernest Halbard Melton took out the paper and
verified it. I then asked him to close it, which he did, and when
the sealing-wax was on it he sealed it with his own seal. Sir Colin
A. MacKelpie and I also appended our own seals. I put the envelope
in another, which I sealed with my own seal, and my co-executor and I
signed it across the flap and added the date. I took charge of this.
When the others present had taken their departure, my co-executor and
I, together with Mr. Rupert Sent Leger, who had remained at my
request, went into my private room.
Here Mr. Rupert Sent Leger read the memorandum marked “B,” which is
to be read as clause 10 of the Will. He is evidently a man of
considerable nerve, for his face was quite impassive as he read the
document, which conveyed to him (subject to the conditions laid down)
a fortune which has no equal in amount in Europe, even, so far as I
know, amongst the crowned heads. When he had read it over a second
time he stood up and said:
“I wish I had known my uncle better. He must have had the heart of a
king. I never heard of such generosity as he has shown me. Mr.
Trent, I see, from the conditions of this memorandum, or codicil, or
whatever it is, that I am to declare within a week as to whether I
accept the conditions imposed on me. Now, I want you to tell me
this: must I wait a week to declare?” In answer, I told him that
the testator’s intention was manifestly to see that he had full time
to consider fully every point before making formal decision and
declaration. But, in answer to the specific question, I could answer
that he might make declaration when he would, provided it was WITHIN,
or rather not after, the week named. I added:
“But I strongly advise you not to act hurriedly. So enormous a sum
is involved that you may be sure that all possible efforts will be
made by someone or other to dispossess you of your inheritance, and
it will be well that everything shall be done, not only in perfect
order, but with such manifest care and deliberation that there can be
no question as to your intention.”
“Thank you, sir,” he answered; “I shall do as you shall kindly advise
me in this as in other things. But I may tell you now—and you, too,
my dear Sir Colin—that I not only accept my Uncle Roger’s conditions
in this, but that when the time comes in the other matters I shall
accept every condition that he had in his mind—and that I may know
of—in everything.” He looked exceedingly in earnest, and it gave me
much pleasure to see and hear him. It was just what a young man
should do who had seen so generously treated. As the time had now
come, I gave him the bulky letter addressed to him, marked “D” which
I had in my safe. As I fulfilled my obligation in the matter, I
said:
“You need not read the letter here. You can take it away with you,
and read it by yourself at leisure. It is your own property, without
any obligation whatever attached to it. By the way, perhaps it would
be well if you knew. I have a copy sealed up in an envelope, and
endorsed, ‘To be opened if occasion should arise,’ but not otherwise.
Will you see me to-morrow, or, better still, dine with me alone here
to-night? I should like to have a talk with you, and you may wish to
ask me some questions.” He answered me cordially. I actually felt
touched by the way he said good-bye before he went away. Sir Colin
MacKelpie went with him, as Sent Leger was to drop him at the Reform.
Letter from Roger Melton to Rupert Sent Leger, endorsed “D. re Rupert
Sent Leger. To be given to him by Edward Bingham Trent if and as
soon as he has declared (formally or informally) his intention of
accepting the conditions named in Letter B., forming Clause 10 in my
Will. R. M., 1/1/‘07.
“Mem.—Copy (sealed) left in custody of E. B. Trent, to be opened if
necessary, as directed.”
June 11, 1906.
MY DEAR NEPHEW,
When (if ever) you receive this you will know that (with the
exception of some definite bequests) I have left to you, under
certain conditions, the entire bulk of my fortune—a fortune so great
that by its aid as a help, a man of courage and ability may carve out
for himself a name and place in history. The specific conditions
contained in Clause 10 of my Will have to be observed, for such I
deem to be of service to your own fortune; but herein I give my
advice, which you are at liberty to follow or not as you will, and my
wishes, which I shall try to explain fully and clearly, so that you
may be in possession of my views in case you should desire to carry
them out, or, at least, to so endeavour that the results I hope for
may be ultimately achieved. First let me explain—for your
understanding and your guidance—that the power, or perhaps it had
better be called the pressure, behind the accumulation of my fortune
has been ambition. In obedience to its compulsion, I toiled early
and late until I had so arranged matters that, subject to broad
supervision, my ideas could be carried out by men whom I had selected
and tested, and not found wanting. This was for years to the
satisfaction, and ultimately to the accumulation by these men of
fortune commensurate in some measure to their own worth and their
importance to my designs. Thus I had accumulated, whilst still a
young man, a considerable fortune. This I have for over forty years
used sparingly as regards my personal needs, daringly with regard to
speculative investments. With the latter I took such very great
care, studying the conditions surrounding them so thoroughly, that
even now my schedule of bad debts or unsuccessful investments is
almost a blank. Perhaps by such means things flourished with me, and
wealth piled in so fast that at times I could hardly use it to
advantage. This was all done as the forerunner of ambition, but I
was over fifty years of age when the horizon of ambition itself
opened up to me. I speak thus freely, my dear Rupert, as when you
read it I shall have passed away, and not ambition nor the fear of
misunderstanding, nor even of scorn can touch me. My ventures in
commerce and finance covered not only the Far East, but every foot of
the way to it, so that the Mediterranean and all its opening seas
were familiar to me. In my journeyings up and down the Adriatic I
was always struck by the great beauty and seeming richness—native
richness—of the Land of the Blue Mountains. At last Chance took me
into that delectable region. When the “Balkan Struggle” of ‘90 was
on, one of the great Voivodes came to me in secret to arrange a large
loan for national purposes. It was known in financial circles of
both Europe and Asia that I took an active part in the haute
politique of national treasuries, and the Voivode Vissarion came to
me as to one able and willing to carry out his wishes. After
confidential pour-parlers, he explained to me that his nation was in
the throes of a great crisis. As you perhaps know, the gallant
little Nation in the Land of the Blue Mountains has had a strange
history. For more than a thousand years—ever since its settlement
after the disaster of Rossoro—it had maintained its national
independence under several forms of Government. At first it had a
King whose successors became so despotic that they were dethroned.
Then it was governed by its Voivodes, with the combining influence of
a Vladika somewhat similar in power and function to the Prince-Bishops of Montenegro; afterwards by a Prince; or, as at present, by
an irregular elective Council, influenced in a modified form by the
Vladika, who was then supposed to exercise a purely spiritual
function. Such a Council in a small, poor nation did not have
sufficient funds for armaments, which were not immediately and
imperatively necessary; and therefore the Voivode Vissarion, who had
vast estates in his own possession, and who was the present
representative a family which of old had been leaders in the land,
found it a duty to do on his own account that which the State could
not do. For security as to the loan which he wished to get, and
which was indeed a vast one, he offered to sell me his whole estate
if I would secure to him a right to repurchase it within a given time
(a time which I may say has some time ago expired). He made it a
condition that the sale and agreement should remain a strict secret
between us, as a widespread knowledge that his estate had changed
hands would in all probability result
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