Eustace Marchmont: A friend of the peopleEverett-Green, Evelyn
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Eustace Marchmont: A friend of the people
Everett-Green, Evelyn
West Country (England) -- Fiction
“Yes, that is true; but there are cases where repose of mind does
more than rest of body. Saul is so near to the gates of death that it
matters little what he does or does not do. How the heart’s action
keeps up at all in the present condition of the organ I do not know;
but the end cannot be far off. If he is bent on this I shall not thwart
him beyond a certain point. He may have forgotten by the morning; but
if not, we must see what we can do to get him there. The distance is
very short--only a few steps along this corridor, and through the swing
door, and you are close to Mr. Marchmont’s room. I think the exertion
of movement will try him less than the tossing and restlessness of
unfulfilled expectation and desire. Let him have his night in peace,
if possible. But if the desire should grow too strong upon him, let
him have his way. It cannot do more than hasten the inevitable end by
a brief span. I am not sure whether his strength will not desert him
at the first attempt to move, and he may give it up of his own free
will; but do not thwart him beyond a certain point. We doctors always
try to give dying men their way. It is cruelty to thwart them save to
gain some real advantage. In your grandson’s case there is nothing to
be gained. He is past human skill; but if we can ease his passage by
relieving his mind of any part of its burden, I should not stand in the
way because it might hasten the end by a brief hour or more.”
Saul, lying with closed eyes, his senses preternaturally acute and
sharpened by illness, heard every word the doctor spoke, and a quick
thrill of gratitude and thankfulness ran through him. He lay quite
still when his grandfather returned. He gave no sign of having heard.
He was exhausted to an extent which made any sort of speech or movement
impossible at the moment, and told him even more clearly than the
doctor’s words had done of his close approach to the dark valley. But
his mind was at rest, concentrated upon the one purpose of making his
peace with man, as he had already made it with God. He felt a perfect
confidence that this thing also would be permitted him, and he lay calm
and tranquil, resting and thinking.
He saw his grandfather moving softly about the room, saw him put out
beside the fire a suit of his own (Saul’s) clothes, evidently ready
against a possible emergency. He saw a servant come in with food for
them both, and watched through half-closed eyes while Abner ate his
supper. Then he felt himself made comfortable in bed and fed with
something strong and warm, which gave him an access of strength. He
fell into a light sleep after that, and when he opened his eyes again,
Abner was sleeping soundly in his chair--sleeping that deep sleep of
utter exhaustion which always follows at last on a prolonged vigil.
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