Eugene Aram — CompleteLytton, Edward Bulwer Lytton, Baron
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Eugene Aram — Complete
Lytton, Edward Bulwer Lytton, Baron
Aram, Eugene, 1704-1759 -- Fiction
The Student soon gained the spot in which he had left his horse; the
animal had not attempted to break the bridle, but stood trembling from
limb to limb, and testified by a quick short neigh the satisfaction with
which it hailed the approach of its master, and found itself no longer
alone.
Aram remounted, and hastened once more into the main road. He scarcely
felt the rain, though the fierce wind drove it right against his path;
he scarcely marked the lightning, though at times it seemed to dart its
arrows on his very form; his heart was absorbed in the success of his
schemes.
“Let the storm without howl on,” thought he, “that within hath a respite
at last. Amidst the winds and rains I can breathe more freely than I
have done on the smoothest summer day. By the charm of a deeper mind
and a subtler tongue, I have then conquered this desperate foe; I have
silenced this inveterate spy: and, Heaven be praised, he too has human
ties; and by those ties I hold him! Now, then, I hasten to London--I
arrange this annuity--see that the law tightens every cord of the
compact; and when all is done, and this dangerous man fairly departed on
his exile, I return to Madeline, and devote to her a life no longer the
vassal of accident and the hour: but I have been taught caution.
Secure as my own prudence may have made me from farther apprehension of
Houseman, I will yet place myself wholly beyond his power: I will still
consummate my former purpose, adopt a new name, and seek a new retreat;
Madeline may not know the real cause; but this brain is not barren of
excuse. Ah!” as drawing his cloak closer round him, he felt the purse
hid within his breast which contained the order he had obtained from
Lester; “Ah! this will now add its quota to purchase, not a momentary
relief, but the stipend of perpetual silence. I have passed through the
ordeal easier than I had hoped for. Had the devil at his heart been
more difficult to lay, so necessary is his absence, that I must have
purchased it at any cost. Courage, Eugene Aram! thy mind, for which thou
hast lived, and for which thou hast hazarded thy soul--if soul and mind
be distinct from each other--thy mind can support thee yet through
every peril: not till thou art stricken into idiotcy, shalt thou behold
thyself defenceless. How cheerfully,” muttered he, after a momentary
pause, “how cheerfully, for safety, and to breathe with a quiet heart,
the air of Madeline’s presence, shall I rid myself of all save enough
to defy want. And want can never now come to me, as of old. He who knows
the sources of every science from which wealth is wrought holds even
wealth at his will.”
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