A Secret of the Sea: A Novel. Vol. 2 (of 3)Speight, T. W. (Thomas Wilkinson)
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A Secret of the Sea: A Novel. Vol. 2 (of 3)
Speight, T. W. (Thomas Wilkinson)
English fiction -- 19th century
"She was tired, and she has gone to lie down for half an hour."
"Then you and I can have a little talk together."
Olive guessed instinctively what was coming. "If what you were about
to say to me is not very important, I would leave it unsaid to-day, if
I were you," she answered. "You have done more talking already than is
good for you."
As if to verify her words, he was suddenly taken with a severe fit of
sickness which lasted several minutes and left him thoroughly
exhausted.
Laying his wasted fingers on Olive's arm, and drawing her towards him,
"What I was about to say was this," he whispered. "Since I have been
lying here, I have had time to think of many things. But the thing
that has weighed heaviest on my mind, the thing that I have regretted
most, is my treatment of Eleanor Lloyd. It was you, Olive, who
persuaded me to hide the truth from her, to let her live on in
ignorance of her real history; to--to--you understand what I mean."
"You know what my motives in the matter were, Matthew," said Olive, in
a low voice.
"Yes, I know quite well what they were, and very mean and despicable
they seem to me now. Mind, I am not going to reproach you. The fault
was mine in allowing myself to be persuaded by you. In any case, the
past is the past, and nothing can alter it; but, so sure as I now lie
here, the very first day that I can crawl downstairs, I will send for
Miss Lloyd, tell her everything, and ask her forgiveness for the wrong
I have done her!"
He said no more, but shut his eyes and seemed as if he were going to
sleep.
Olive at this time had got Gerald Warburton's letter upstairs, and
had, in fact, already answered it in the way that we have seen. For a
moment she was tempted to show the letter to her cousin, but before
she could make up her mind to do so, Kelvin was asleep or seemed to
be. So telling herself that she did not care to disturb him, she let
the opportunity go by, and as Kelvin, when he awoke, did not again
recur to the subject, there seemed to be no reason why she should do
so. Not much longer could the climax be delayed, not much longer could
Eleanor Lloyd be kept in ignorance; of that Olive was quite aware; but
she would, if possible, delay the revelation for a little while; delay
it till Mr. Kelvin should have thoroughly recovered from his illness,
and having got rid of all his foolish sick-bed fancies, should be
prepared to carry out the scheme in all its features as originally
proposed by her and agreed to by him.
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