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Gaunt House

           Butthestrickenoldgrandmothertrembledtothinkthatthesetooweretheinheritorsoftheirfather’sshameaswellasofhishonours,andwatchedsickeningforthedaywhentheawfulancestralcurseshouldcomedownonthem.

           ThisdarkpresentimentalsohauntedLordSteyne.HetriedtolaythehorridbedsideghostinRedSeasofwineandjollity,andlostsightofitsometimesinthecrowdandroutofhispleasures.Butitalwayscamebacktohimwhenalone,andseemedtogrowmorethreateningwithyears."Ihavetakenyourson,"itsaid,"whynotyou?ImayshutyouupinaprisonsomedaylikeyoursonGeorge.Imaytapyouontheheadto-morrow,andawaygopleasureandhonours,feastsandbeauty,friends,flatterers,Frenchcooks,finehorsesandhousesinexchangeforaprison,akeeper,andastrawmattresslikeGeorgeGaunt’s."Andthenmylordwoulddefytheghostwhichthreatenedhim,forheknewofaremedybywhichhecouldbaulkhisenemy.

           Sotherewassplendourandwealth,butnogreathappinessperchance,behindthetallcanedportalsofGauntHousewithitssmokycoronetsandciphers.ThefeaststherewereofthegrandestinLondon,buttherewasnotovermuchcontenttherewith,exceptamongtheguestswhosatatmylord’stable.HadhenotbeensogreataPrinceveryfewpossiblywouldhavevisitedhim;butinVanityFairthesinsofverygreatpersonagesarelookedatindulgently."Nousregardonsadeuxfois"(astheFrenchladysaid)beforewecondemnapersonofmylord’sundoubtedquality.

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