Dariel: A Romance of SurreyBlackmore, R. D. (Richard Doddridge)
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Dariel: A Romance of Surrey
Blackmore, R. D. (Richard Doddridge)
Surrey (England) -- Fiction
"In the morning I arose with all my strength renewed, and the sense of
wrong as cold as stone, and keen as steel throughout me. My brother
Stepan was at my side, for he had come to watch me, knowing what I had
endured, and fearing that it might outdo my sense of life. I smiled at
him; and he saw that I would smile, until I made others weep. Not a word
was said between us. My wrongs were hotter in his heart than in my own;
for I felt doubts about myself, and he had none. By the sacred custom of
our tribe, which is a very ancient one, he was bound to hold my welfare
even dearer than his own. When the eldest son of the Chief is born, and
old enough to shape his lips, he is sent round to the nursing mothers of
the tribe to suckle. Whatever babe is placed with him at one breast, he
at the other, thenceforth their lives are more than twin--for twins may
often fall out and fight, as did myself and Marva, but never those
milk-brothers. Stepan's mother was the first to whom I paid my duty in
that tender way, and Stepan's arms were twined in mine; and nothing
could sever our hearts thenceforth from the allegiance of boy twins.
"As I would not enter the inner chambers, where I had been so happy,
Stepan led me to the bath, and fetched another suit of travelling
clothes, and everything I wanted, not forgetting a trusty sword and a
pair of heavy pistols. Then we had breakfast, and set forth without a
word to Marva. My children even I durst not ask for, fearing to hear
that their mother had carried them into my dishonour.
"But luckily my good horse _Ardon_, who had borne me through many
adventures, had been left at home when I last set forth, and was
neighing for me in the road below, for none but a mule or mountain-pony
could clamber up the steep access. Our vehicles also we kept below,
using hand-litters to the gates of Karthlos, for ladies or feeble
travellers. And thus we three set forth on horseback, with provisions
for three days--myself, and Stepan, and the other trooper who had
returned with me from Guinib, a faithful and brave fellow who is with me
now, named Usnik. Others would have joined us in the valley, but I would
not have them. Enough of disgrace already.
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