[Instructor’s note: Clithero continues with his back-story in Ireland, where, rescued by Mrs. Lorimer from her peasantry and now working as her steward or manager in Dublin, he is now engaged to her niece Clarice.]

Characters in Clithero’s story:

Mr. Lorimer, owner of Clithero’s parents’ land, a degenerate aristocrat and father of Clarice (by another woman) who is killed in a duel

Mrs. Euphemia Lorimer, his virtuous wife

Arthur Wiatte, Mrs. Lorimer’s twin brother

Sarsefield, Mrs. Lorimer’s original fiancé, a surgeon of lower status whom she sends to exile for safety from her brother Arthur Wiatte; Sarsefield travels to India, then finds his way back to America, where he was a teacher to Edgar.

The mistress of Mr. Lorimer, herself unfaithful

Another lover of Mr. Lorimer’s mistress, who kills Mr. Lorimer in a duel

Young Lorimer, son of Mr. & Mrs. Lorimer

Young woman seduced by Arthur Wiatte, who dies giving birth

Clarice, daughter to Arthur and young woman, who resembles Mrs. Lorimer; later fiancée to Clithero

Clithero, adopted by Mrs. Lorimer as companion and servant to son; later steward to Mrs. Lorimer and fiancé to Clarice

Old Gowan, the porter or gatekeeper at Mrs. Lorimer’s estate

Chapter VI.

[6.1] How propitious [promising], how incredible, was this event! I could scarcely confide in the testimony of my senses. Was it true that Clarice was before me, that she was prepared to countenance my presumption, that she had slighted [set aside] obstacles which I had deemed insurmountable, that I was fondly beloved by her, and should shortly be admitted to the possession of so inestimable a good? I will not repeat the terms in which I poured forth, at her feet, the raptures of my gratitude. My impetuosity soon extorted [forced] from Clarice a confirmation of her mother's declaration. An unrestrained intercourse was thenceforth established between us. Dejection and languor gave place, in my bosom, to the irradiations of joy and hope. My flowing fortunes seemed to have attained their utmost and immutable height.

[6.2] Alas! They were destined to ebb with unspeakably-greater rapidity, and to leave me, in a moment, stranded and wrecked.

[6.3] Our nuptials [wedding] would have been solemnized without delay, had not a melancholy duty interfered. Clarice had a friend in a distant part of the kingdom. Her health had long been the prey of a consumption [tuberculosis]. She was now evidently tending to dissolution [her final end]. In this extremity she entreated her friend to afford her the consolation of her presence. The only wish that remained was to die in her arms.

[6.4] This request could not but be willingly complied with. It became me patiently to endure the delay that would thence arise to the completion of my wishes. Considering the urgency and mournfulness of the occasion, it was impossible for me to murmur, and the affectionate Clarice would suffer nothing to interfere with the duty which she owed to her dying friend. I accompanied her on this journey, remained with her a few days, and then parted from her to return to the metropolis [the capital city]. It was not imagined that it would be necessary to prolong her absence beyond a month. When I bade her farewell, and informed her on what day I proposed to return for her, I felt no decay of my satisfaction. My thoughts were bright and full of exultation. Why was not some intimation [hint, clue] afforded me of the snares that lay in my path? In the train [chain of events] laid for my destruction, the agent [manipulator] had so skilfully contrived that my security was not molested by the faintest omen.

[6.5] I hasten to the crisis [crucial event] of my tale. I am almost dubious of my strength [to tell the story]. The nearer I approach to it [the crisis or event], the stronger is my aversion. My courage, instead of gathering force as I proceed, decays. I am willing to dwell still longer on preliminary circumstances. There are other incidents without which my story would be lame. I retail [re-tell? offer?] them because they afford me a kind of respite from horrors at the thought of which every joint in my frame trembles. They must be endured, but that infirmity may be forgiven which makes me inclined to procrastinate my suffering.

[6.6] I mentioned the lover whom my patroness was compelled, by the machinations of her brother, to discard [Sarsefield]. More than twenty years had passed since their separation. His birth was mean and he was without fortune. His profession was that of a surgeon. My lady not only prevailed upon him to abandon his country, but enabled him to do this by supplying his necessities from her own purse. His excellent understanding was, for a time, obscured by passion; but it was not difficult for my lady ultimately to obtain his concurrence to all her schemes. He saw and adored the rectitude of her motives, did not disdain to accept her gifts, and projected means for maintaining an epistolary intercourse [correspondence by letters] during their separation.

[6.7] Her interest procured him a post in the service of the East India Company. She was, from time to time, informed of his motions. A war broke out between the Company and some of the native powers. He was present at a great battle in which the English were defeated. She could trace him by his letters and by other circumstances thus far, but here the thread was discontinued, and no means which she employed could procure any tidings of him. Whether he was captive, or dead, continued, for several years, to be merely matter of conjecture.

East India Company penetration into India

[6.8] On my return to Dublin, I found my patroness engaged in conversation with a stranger [Sarsefield]. She introduced us to each other in a manner that indicated the respect which she entertained for us both. I surveyed and listened to him with considerable attention. His aspect was noble and ingenuous, but his sunburnt and rugged features bespoke a various and boisterous pilgrimage. The furrows of his brow were the products of vicissitude and hardship, rather than of age. His accents were fiery and energetic, and the impassioned boldness of his address, as well as the tenor of his discourse, full of allusions to the past, and regrets that the course of events had not been different, made me suspect something extraordinary in his character.

[6.9] As soon as he left us, my lady explained who he was. He was no other than the object of her youthful attachment , who had, a few days before, dropped among us as from the skies. He had a long and various story to tell. He had accounted for his silence by enumerating the incidents of his life. He had escaped from the prisons of Hyder [Hyderabad, city in the south-central Indian subcontinent], had wandered on foot, and under various disguises, through the northern district of Hindostan. [<India] He was sometimes a scholar of Benares [in disguise as a learned Hindu], and sometimes a disciple of the Mosque [a Muslim]. According to the exigencies of the times, he was a pilgrim to Mecca [holy Muslim city in Arabia] or to Juggernaut [Jagannath temple in Puri, India]. By a long, circuitous, and perilous route, he at length arrived at the Turkish capital [Istanbul]. Here he resided for several years, deriving a precarious subsistence from the profession of a surgeon. He was obliged to desert this post, in consequence of a duel between two Scotsmen. One of them had embraced the Greek religion [Greek Orthodox Christianity], and was betrothed to the daughter of a wealthy trader of that nation. He perished in the conflict, and the family of the lady not only procured the execution of his antagonist, but threatened to involve all those who were known to be connected with him in the same ruin.

[6.10] His life being thus endangered, it became necessary for him to seek a new residence. He fled from Constantinople with such precipitation as reduced him to the lowest poverty. He had traversed the Indian conquests of Alexander [Afghanistan], as a mendicant. In the same character, he now wandered over the native country of Philip and Philopoemen [Macedonia]. He passed safely through multiplied perils, and finally, embarking at Salonica [Thessalonica, Greek city in Macedonia region], he reached Venice [northern port city in Italy]. He descended through the passes of the Apennines [mountains in Italy] into Tuscany [region in central Italy]. In this journey he suffered a long detention [captivity] from banditti [outlaws, bandits, with Romantic connotations], by whom he was waylaid. In consequence of his harmless deportment, and a seasonable display of his chirurgical [surgical] skill, they granted him his life, though they, for a time, restrained him of his liberty, and compelled him to endure their society. The time was not misemployed which he spent immured in caverns and carousing with robbers. His details were eminently singular and curious, and evinced the acuteness of his penetration, as well as the steadfastness of his courage.

[6.11] After emerging from these wilds, he found his way along the banks of the Arno [river flowing from Tuscany] to Leghorn [Livorno, port city of Tuscany]. Thence he procured a passage to America, whence he had just returned, with many additions to his experience, but none to his fortune.

[6.12] This was a remarkable event. It did not at first appear how far its consequences would extend. The lady was, at present, disengaged and independent. Though the passion which clouded her early prosperity was extinct, time had not diminished the worth of her friend, and they were far from having reached that age when love becomes chimerical and marriage folly. A confidential intercourse was immediately established between them. The bounty of Mrs. Lorimer soon divested her friend of all fear of poverty. "At any rate," said she, "he shall wander no farther, but shall be comfortably situated for the rest of his life." All his scruples [misgivings] were vanquished by the reasonableness of her remonstrances [objections] and the vehemence of her solicitations [energy of her appeals].

[6.13] A cordial intimacy grew between me and the newly-arrived. Our interviews were frequent, and our communications without reserve. He detailed to me the result of his experience, and expatiated without end on the history of his actions and opinions. He related the adventures of his youth, and dwelt upon all the circumstances of his attachment to my patroness. On this subject I had heard only general details. I continually found cause, in the course of his narrative, to revere the illustrious qualities of my lady, and to weep at the calamities to which the infernal malice of her brother had subjected her.

[6.14] The tale of that man's misdeeds, amplified and dramatized by the indignant eloquence of this historian, oppressed me with astonishment. If a poet had drawn such a portrait, I should have been prone to suspect the soundness of his judgment. Till now I had imagined that no character was uniform and unmixed, and my theory of the passions did not enable me to account for a propensity gratified merely by evil, and delighting in shrieks and agony for their own sake.

[6.15] It was natural to suggest to my friend, when expatiating on this theme, an inquiry as to how far subsequent events had obliterated the impressions that were then made, and as to the plausibility of reviving, at this more auspicious period, his claims on the heart of his friend. When he thought proper to notice these hints, he gave me to understand that time had made no essential alteration in his sentiments in this respect; that he still fostered a hope, to which every day added new vigour; that, whatever was the ultimate event, he trusted in his fortitude to sustain it, if adverse, and in his wisdom to extract from it the most valuable consequences, if it should prove prosperous.

[6.16] The progress of things was not unfavourable to his hopes. She treated his insinuations and professions with levity; but her arguments seemed to be urged with no other view than to afford an opportunity of confutation; and, since there was no abatement of familiarity and kindness, there was room to hope that the affair would terminate agreeably to his wishes.

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