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 above narration of Aram’s did indeed account to Madeline for much
that had till then remained unexplained; the appearance of Houseman at
Grassdale,--the meeting between him and Aram on the evening she walked
with the latter, and questioned him of his ill-boding visitor; the
frequent abstraction and muttered hints of her lover; and as he
had said, his last declaration of the possible necessity of leaving
Grassdale. Nor was there any thing improbable, though it was rather in
accordance with the unworldly habits, than with the haughty character of
Aram, that he should seek, circumstanced as he was, to silence even the
false accuser of a plausible tale, that might well strike horror and
bewilderment into a man much more, to all seeming, fitted to grapple
with the hard and coarse realities of life, than the moody and secluded
scholar. Be that as it may, though Lester deplored, he did not blame
this circumstance, which after all had not transpired, nor seemed likely
to transpire; and he attributed the prisoner’s aversion to enter farther
on the matter, to the natural dislike of so proud a man to refer to his
own weakness, and to dwell upon the manner in which, despite of that
weakness, he had been duped. This story Lester retailed to Walter, and
it contributed to throw a damp and uncertainty over those mixed and
unquiet feelings with which the latter waited for the coming trial.
There were many moments when the young man was tempted to regret that
Aram had not escaped a trial which, if he were proved guilty, would for
ever blast the happiness of his family; and which might, notwithstanding
such a verdict, leave on Walter’s own mind an impression of the
prisoner’s innocence; and an uneasy consciousness that he, through his
investigations, had brought him to that doom.
Walter remained in Yorkshire, seeing little of his family, of none
indeed but Lester; it was not to be expected that Madeline would
see him, and once only he caught the tearful eyes of Ellinor as she
retreated from the room he entered, and those eyes beamed kindness and
pity, but something also of reproach.
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