Eugene Aram — CompleteLytton, Edward Bulwer Lytton, Baron
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Eugene Aram — Complete
Lytton, Edward Bulwer Lytton, Baron
Aram, Eugene, 1704-1759 -- Fiction
Aram pleaded his vow, but it was overruled; Madeline proved herself a
most exquisite casuist in setting it aside. One by one his objections
were broken down; and how, as he gazed into those eyes, could he
keep any resolution, that Madeline wished him to break! The power she
possessed over him seemed exactly in proportion to his impregnability to
every one else. The surface on which the diamond cuts its easy way, will
yield to no more ignoble instrument; it is easy to shatter it, but by
only one substance can it be impressed. And in this instance Aram had
but one secret and strong cause to prevent his yielding to Madeline’s
wishes;--if he remained at the house this night, how could he well avoid
a similar compliance the next? And on the next was his interview with
Houseman. This reason was not, however, strong enough to enable him to
resist Madeline’s soft entreaties; he trusted to the time to furnish him
with excuses, and when Lester returned, Madeline with a triumphant air
informed him that Aram had consented to be their guest for the night.”
“Your influence is indeed greater than mine,” said Lester, wringing his
hat as the delicate fingers of Ellinor loosened his cloak; “yet one can
scarcely think our friend sacrifices much in concession, after proving
the weather without. I should pity our poor patrole most exceedingly,
if I were not thoroughly assured that within two hours every one of
them will have quietly slunk home; and even Peter himself, when he has
exhausted his bottle, will be the first to set the example. However,
I have stationed two of the men near our house, and the rest at equal
distances along the village.”
“Do you really think they will go home, Sir?” said Ellinor, in a little
alarm; “why they would be worse than I thought them, if they were driven
to bed by the rain. I knew they could not stand a pistol, but a shower,
however hard, I did imagine would scarcely quench their valour.”
“Never mind, girl,” said Lester, gaily chucking her under the chin, “we
are quite strong enough now to resist them. You see Madeline has grown
as brave as a lioness--Come, girls, come, let’s have supper, and stir up
the fire. And, Nell, where are my slippers?”
And thus on the little family scene, the cheerful wood fire flickering
against the polished wainscot; the supper table arranged, the Squire
drawing his oak chair towards it, Ellinor mixing his negus; and Aram
and Madeline, though three times summoned to the table, and having three
times answered to the summons, still lingering apart by the hearth--let
us drop the curtain.
We have only, ere we close our chapter, to observe, that when Lester
conducted Aram to his chamber he placed in his hands an order payable
at the county town, for three hundred pounds. “The rest,” he said in a
whisper, “is below, where I mentioned; and there in my secret drawer it
had better rest till the morning.”
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