Damaged Goods: The great play "Les avariés" by Brieux, novelized with the approval of the authorSinclair, Upton
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Damaged Goods: The great play "Les avariés" by Brieux, novelized with the approval of the author
Sinclair, Upton
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The doctor shrugged his shoulders, as if to say that this was no affair
of his and that he would not try to interfere. But he remarked, quietly:
“You will be tried for your life.”
“I shall be acquitted!” cried the other.
“Yes, but after a public revelation of all your miseries. You will make
the scandal greater, the miseries greater--that is all. And how do you
know but that on the morrow of your acquittal, you will find yourself
confronting another court, a higher and more severe one? How do you
know but that your daughter, seized at last by pity for the man you have
killed, will not demand to know by what right you have acted so, by what
right you have made an orphan of her child? How can you know but that
her child also may some day demand an accounting of you?”
Monsieur Loches let his hands fall, and stood, a picture of crushed
despair. “Tell me then,” he said, in a faint voice, “what ought I to
do?”
“Forgive!”
For a while the doctor sat looking at him. “Sir,” he said, at last,
“tell me one thing. You are inflexible; you feel you have the right to
be inflexible. But are you really so certain that it was not your duty,
once upon a time, to save your daughter from the possibility of such
misfortune?”
“What?” cried the other. “My duty? What do you mean?”
“I mean this, sir. When that marriage was being discussed, you certainly
took precautions to inform yourself about the financial condition of
your future son-in-law. You demanded that he should prove to you that
his stocks and bonds were actual value, listed on the exchange. Also,
you obtained some information about his character. In fact, you forgot
only one point, the most important of all--that was, to inquire if he
was in good health. You never did that.”
The father-in-law’s voice had become faint. “No,” he said.
“But why not?”
“Because that is not the custom.”
“Very well, but that ought to be the custom. Surely the father of a
family, before he gives his daughter to a man, should take as much
precaution as a business concern which accepts an employee.”
“You are right,” was the reply, “there should be a law.” The man spoke
as a deputy, having authority in these matters.
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