They
both fell silent, pondering
the mystery . Finally,
Toussaint touched Nathan’s
arm and said, “If
you’re really
concerned, perhaps you
shouldn't’ go
to America.” He
pointed to the carpetbag.
“You have a nice
sum of money there.
You have a good job,
a nice home. Why take
a risk, when you don’t
have to.”
Nathan reflected for
a moment. In a way,
Toussaint was right.
He was comfortable.
He didn’t have
to go to America. With
the assets his father
left him in France alone,
he could live well for
quite some time. But
it was more than money
or financial assets
that motivated him.
It was a matter of pride,
self-respect, and above
all, principle. It was
his inheritance. He
had a right to claim
it. He’d promised
his father that he would,
and he was honor bound
to keep his word. And
no matter what the risk,
he would not forfeit
his inheritance, not
after the way he had
been forced to leave
America.
Finally, he said to
Toussaint, “You
don’t understand.
“I have to go.
I promised Papa. And
I promised myself a
long time ago that I
will stand up for what
is right, even if it
kills me. It’s
my inheritance over
there, and I’m
going to claim it, come
hell or high water.”
He picked up the carpetbag,
placed it under his
arm and shook the old
man’s hand.“Thank
you for everything,”
he said, and Toussaint
walked him to the door.
“Good luck, Nathan,”
Toussaint called after
him as he walked down
the steps. “I
hope you’re doing
the right thing.”
“So do I,”
Nathan thought, taking
out the crank for his
automobile. “So
do I.”
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