Criminals -- Fiction; Inheritance and succession -- Fiction; London (England) -- Fiction; Siblings -- Fiction
"Exactly so; exactly so. His future lies in your hands. You can avert
his punishment--that is to say he can avert it through you. Listen to
me. You may love Gerald Arkel, but you do not know him. He is the
weakest, blindest, most easily led of men. It is through his weakness
that I intend he shall suffer. It shall be my strength--unless he be
wise in time and grasp the chance fate offers him. I intend he shall be
my heir. I need not name the sum he will inherit; but it will not be
small. And it shall be his damnation, his ruin. By means of it he will
sink to the depths of infamy--of degradation, to perdition utterly. So
shall he expiate the bitter wrong that has ruined my life--so shall he
suffer for the sin of his cursed mother. Still I am not merciless. He
has two women now from whom to choose. If he choose the right one, well
and good. Such an influence as yours over him is the only thing that can
save him, for you are a good woman. That is why I brought you here. But
if he choose the other--the brainless, shallow minx with whom he thinks
he is in love, then will his downfall be more rapid a hundred times. Now
you know his chance and yours."
"But--but." Miriam was more and more bewildered. "But why choose me--you
know nothing about me really, and what you do know is not on the face of
it very reputable. How can you be sure that I am what you seem to think
me?"
"I am sure of it. I knew it the first moment I saw your face; but still,
I did not trust to that. I made inquiries; nothing was overlooked. I was
very careful--you forget I had ample time and opportunity whilst you
were recovering your health at the hotel."
Miriam turned pale.
"But how could you do that? I told you nothing of myself. You had
nothing to go upon."
"I had sufficient for my purpose. I had Jabez, you told me about him. I
learned what you had been to him--how in the midst of all corruption you
had kept yourself pure, how your strength of purpose and never-flinching
spirit had been exercised for him, how you had encouraged him and helped
him and stuck to him through all tribulation, even to starvation--for
you were starving on that night, Miriam. All this I learned, and more,
and so I determined that you were the woman who should stand for the
salvation of this man, and I brought you here that you might marry him
if you would, and save him from himself. You see, I am not altogether so
bad as you think me."
"Indeed, I don't know what to say, Mr. Barton. It is all so very strange
to me. Surely it would be better to leave your money where it would do
good, not evil--to Major Dundas, for instance."
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