They are married; or at least I
suppose so, for I found a list of the passengers who sailed in the
Scotia, and the names, Mr. and Mrs. Hastings, were in it. So that
saves me from breaking the sixth commandment, as I should have done
if he hid played Amy false. I may not make myself known to them, but
I shall follow them, and if he harms a hair of her head I shall
shoot him yet. My brother Frank is to live at Tracy Park. That will
suit his wife, and as you will not care to stay with her, I send you
a deed of that cottage in the lane by the wood where the gardener
now lives. It is a pretty little place, and Amy liked it well. We
used to meet there sometimes, and more than once I have sat with her
on that seat under the elm tree, and it was there I asked her to be
my wife. Alas! I loved her so much, and I love her still as I can
never love another woman, and I could have made her so happy; but
that is past, and I can only watch her at a distance. When I have
anything to communicate, I will write again.
'Yours truly, 'Arthur Tracy.'
'P.S.--Take all the furniture in your room and Amy's, and whatever
else is needful for your house. I shall tell Colvin to give you a
thousand dollars, and when you want more let him know, I shall never
forget that you are Amy's mother.
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