This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1882 Excerpt: ...and from this hour he would, in all probability, become the possessor of a great inheritance. It had occasioned him no little sorrow and many regrets to adopt the course he was now pursuing. From what he had learned of Paul Tressalia from Editha, he admired and honored him as one of earth's noblest men. His heart had been given to the same woman he also loved, and it almost appeared as if he was adding insult to injury to come now when his heart was so sore and wrest his proud heritage from him as well. But it could not be avoided; justice had already been too long delayed, and now demanded, for the sake of his long-suffering, much-wronged mother, that the truth be established. "My lord," he said, as he held him by the hand and courteously addressed him by the title which more rightly belonged to himself, "I regret more than I can express the necessity that brings me here to-day. Believe me, I care little for the advantages I may reap upon the establishment of my claim compared with the vindication of my innocent mother, who suffered so long in silence and obscurity." It was frankly spoken, and the regret expressed was real, there could be no doubt of it, while the title he had used did not escape the notice of either the lawyer or Paul Tressalia. "I can scarcely realize it," the latter said, passing his hand wearily across his brow and speaking with white lips. "Are you the Mr. Wayne who--who" "Who for the last seven years has resided in the city of New York, in the United States," Earle hastened to say, to fill up the awkward pause, and knowing but too well of what he was thinking. He felt deeply for him, and it was a very trying moment for even the noblest nature. "Yes, yes!" Paul Tressalia said...
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