“So his will became her law. There is in the world of mind a something
corresponding to physical force in the material world.—I cannot
avoid just touching upon a higher analogy. The kingdom of heaven is not
come, even when God’s will is our law: it is come when God’s will is our
will. While God’s will is our law, we are but a kind of noble slaves; when
his will is our will, we are free children. Nothing in nature is free
enough to be a symbol for the state of those who act immediately from the
essence of their hidden life, and the recognition of God’s will as that
essence. But, as I said, this belongs to a far higher region. I only
wanted to touch on the relation of the freedoms—physical, mental,
and spiritual. To return to the point in hand: I recognise in the story a
clear evidence of strife and partial victory in the affair of the ring.
The count—we will call him by the name he gives himself—had
evidently been anxious for years to possess himself of this ring: the
probable reasons we have already talked of. He had laid his injunctions on
his slave to find it for him; and she, perhaps at first nothing loath,
perhaps loving the man as well as submitting to him, had for a long time
attempted to find it, but had failed. The count, probably doubting her
sincerity, and hoping, at all events, to urge her search, followed her to
Arnstead, where it is very likely he had been before, although he had
avoided Mr. Arnold. Judging it advantageous to get into the house, in
order to make observations, he employed his chance meeting with you to
that result. But, before this, he had watched Miss Cameron’s familiarity
with you—was jealous and tyrannical. Hence the variations of her
conduct to you; for when his power was upon her, she could not do as she
pleased. But she must have had a real regard for you; for she evidently
refused to get you into trouble by taking the ring from your custody. But
my surprise is that the fellow limited himself to that one jewel.”
“You may soon be relieved from that surprise,” answered Hugh: “he took a
valuable diamond of mine as well.”
“The rascal! We may catch him, but you are not likely to find your diamond
again. Still, there is some possibility.”
“How do you know she was not willing to take it from me?”
“Because, by her own account, he had to destroy her power of volition
entirely, before he could make her do it. He threw her into a mesmeric
sleep.”
“I should like to understand his power over her a little better. In such
cases of biology—how they came to abuse the word, I should like to
know—”
“Just as they call table-rapping, &c., spiritualism.”
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