Fashionable Philosophy, and Other SketchesOliphant, Laurence
Philosophy
Fashionable Philosophy, and Other Sketches
Oliphant, Laurence
English literature -- 19th century
"Stay, man!" I shouted, throwing myself from my horse; "it's a woman!
touch her if you dare!" and then seeing the man's eye gleam with
indignation, I added, "Brave soldiers, such as you have proved yourself
to be, do not kill women; though your traducers say you do, do not give
them cause to speak truth. I will be responsible for this woman's
safety. Here, to make it sure, you had better strap us together." I
piqued myself exceedingly on this happy inspiration, whereby I secured an
arm-in-arm walk, of a peculiar kind it is true, with Valeria, and indeed
my readiness to sacrifice myself seemed rather to astonish the soldier,
who hesitated. However, his comrade, whose horse had been shot in the
ditch, now came up, and seconded my proposal, as I offered him a mount on
mine.
"How on earth am I to let you escape, dear Valeria?" I whispered, giving
her a sort of affectionate nudge: the position of our arms prevented my
squeezing hers, as I could have wished, and the two troopers kept behind
us, watching us, I thought, suspiciously.
"It is quite impossible now--don't attempt it," she answered; "perhaps
there may be an opportunity later."
"Was that Croppo who got away?" I asked. "Yes. He could not get his
cowardly men to stand on that hill."
"What a bother those men are behind, dearest! Let me pretend to scratch
my nose with this hand that is tied to yours, which I can thus bring to
my lips."
I accomplished this manoeuvre rather neatly, but parties now came
straggling in from other directions, and I was obliged to give up
whispering and become circumspect. They all seemed rather astonished at
our group, and the captain laughed heartily as he rode up and called out,
"Who have you got tied to you there, _caro mio_?"
"Croppo's wife. I had her tied to me for fear she should escape;
besides, she is not bad-looking."
"What a prize!" he exclaimed. "We have made a tolerable haul this
time,--twenty prisoners in all--among them the priest of the band. Our
colonel has just arrived, so I am in luck--he will be delighted. See,
the prisoners are being brought up to him now: but you had better remount
and present yours in a less singular fashion."
When we reached the colonel we found him examining the priest. His
breviary contained various interesting notes, written on some of the fly-
leaves. For instance:--
"Administered extreme unction to A---, shot by Croppo's orders: my share
ten _scudi_.
"Ditto, ditto, to R---, hung by Croppo's order; my share two _scudi_.
"Ditto, ditto, to S---, roasted by Croppo's order, to make him name an
agent to bring his ransom: overdone by mistake, and died--so got nothing.
"Ditto, ditto, to P---, executed by the knife by Croppo's order, for
disobedience.
"M--- and F---, and D---, three new members, joined to-day: confessed
them, and received the usual fees."
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