CHAP. XIII

Summary

The picture at last was finished, and Laura herself accompanied it to the print-shop. Wilkins immediately delivered to her the price, which, he said, had been for some time in his hands. It now occurred to Laura to ask who had been the purchaser of her work. ‘Why Ma'am,’ said Wilkins, ‘the gentleman desired me not to mention his name.’ ‘Indeed!’ said Laura surprised. ‘These were his orders, Ma'am, but I shouldn't think there could be any great harm in telling it just to you Ma'am.’ ‘I have no wish to hear it,’ said Laura, with a look which compelled the confident to unwilling discretion; and again thanking him for the trouble he had taken, she returned home. The truth was, that De Courcy had foreseen the probability of Laura's question; and averse to be known to her under a character that savoured of patronage and protection, had forbidden the shopkeeper to mention who had purchased the pictures.

Again did Laura, delighted, present to her father the produce of her labours, her warm heart glowing with the joys of usefulness. But not as formerly did he with pleasure receive the gift. With the fretfulness of disease, he refused to share in her satisfaction. Through the gloom of melancholy, every object appeared distorted; and Captain Montreville saw in his daughter's well-earned treasure only the wages of degrading toil.

‘It is hard, very hard,’ said he with a deep sigh, ‘that you, my lovely child, the descendant of such a family, should be dependent on your daily labour for your support.’

‘Oh call it not hard, my dear father,’ cried Laura. ‘Thanks, a thousand thanks to your kind foresight, which, in teaching me this blessed art, secured to me the only real independence, by making me independent of all but my own exertions.’ rides for it. Thinking you were off, he burst a blood-vessel in the fright, and the doctor says, the least stir in the world will finish him.’