Charlotte Mary Yonge

The Heir of Redclyffe Charlotte Mary Yonge

Book Excerpt: ...k and movement. He greeted Philip heartily, and the letter was given to him.'Ha! Eh? Let us look. Not old Sir Guy's hand. Eh? What can be the matter? What? Dead! This is a sudden thing.''Dead! Who? Sir Guy Morville?''Yes, quite suddenly--poor old man.' Then stepping to the door, he opened it, and called, 'Mamma; just step here a minute, will you, mamma?'The summons was obeyed by a tall, handsome lady, and behind her crept, with doubtful steps, as if she knew not how far to venture, a little girl of eleven, her turned-up nose and shrewd face full of curiosity. She darted up to Amabel; who, though she shook her head, and held up her finger, smiled, and took the little girl's hand, listening meanwhile to the announcement, 'Do you hear this, mamma? Here's a shocking thing! Sir Guy Morville dead, quite suddenly.''Indeed! Well, poor man, I suppose no one ever repented or suffered more than he. Who writes?''His grandson--poor boy! I can hardly make out his letter...