Tales of Trail and Town by Bret Harte
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renunciation of any claim which might arise out of this information. It
is rather a singular case, but he seems to be a rich man and quite able to indulge his harmless caprices." "And you are quite sure he is Philip's son?" "Quite, from the papers he brings me. Of course I informed him that even if he should be able to establish a legal marriage he could expect nothing as next of kin, as you had children of your own. He seemed to know that already, and avowed that his only wish was to satisfy his own mind." "I suppose he wants to claim kinship and all that sort of thing for society's sake?" "I do not think so," said the solicitor dryly. "I suggested an interview with you, but he seemed to think it quite unnecessary, if I could give him the information he required." "Ha!" said Sir Edward promptly, "we'll invite him here. Lady Atherly can bring in some people to see him. Is he--ahem--What is he like? The usual American, I suppose?" "Not at all. Quite foreign-looking--dark, and rather like an Italian. There is no resemblance to Mr. Philip," he said, glancing at the painting of a flaxen-haired child fondling a greyhound under the elms of Ashley Park. "Ah! Yes, yes! Perhaps the mother was one of those Southern creoles, or mulattoes," said Sir Edward with an Englishman's tolerant regard for |
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