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The dignity of Falkner as he spoke these words, the high, disdainful,
yet magnanimous expression of his features, the clear though impassioned
tone of his voice, thrilled the hearts of all. "Thank God, I do love
this man even as he deserves to be loved," was the tender sentiment that
lighted up Elizabeth's eyes; while his male auditors could not help,
both by countenance and voice, giving token that they were deeply moved.
On taking their leave soon after, Mr. Colville grasped Falkner's hand
cordially, and bade him rest assured that his zeal, his utmost
endeavours should not be wanting to serve him. "And," he added, in
obedience rather to his newly awakened interest than his judgment, "I
cannot doubt but that our endeavours will be crowned with complete
success."
A man of real courage always finds new strength unfold within him to
meet a larger demand made upon it. Falkner was now, perhaps, for the
first time, thoroughly roused to meet the evils of his lot. He threw off
every natural, every morbid sensibility, and strung himself at once to a
higher and firmer tone of mind. He renounced the brittle hopes before
held out to him--of this or that circumstance being in his favour--he
intrusted unreservedly his whole cause to the mighty irresistible power
who rules human affairs, and felt calm and free. If by disgrace and
death he were to atone for the destruction of his victim, so let it
be--the hour of suffering would come, and it would pass away--and
leaving him a corpse, the vengeance of his fellow-creatures would end
there. He felt that the decree for life or death having received already
the irrefragable fiat--he was prepared for both; and he resolved from
that hour to drive all weak emotions, all struggle, all hope or fear
from his soul. "Let God's will be done!" something of Christian
resignation--something (derived from his Eastern life) of belief in
fatality--and something of philosophic fortitude, composed the feeling
that engraved this sentiment in his heart in ineffaceable characters.
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