American fiction -- 19th century; Dime novels; Popular literature
“It bees you, Dr. Matthewson. I knows you, sure, and I has the revenge.
I finds her there in Haelder-Strauchsen, and sends the letter here to
_him_, (pointing to Everard), and the lady, Madame Morton. She comes and
I gets her away, and you into the _conciergerie_,—ha, ha! What does you
think now of the tragic queen?” and she snapped her fingers in his face,
which was deadly white, and livid in spots as he recoiled from her,
exclaiming:
“Yulah! betrayed by you!”
“Yes, me. I swore it. I’s glad to be revenge,” she cried, and was going
on with more abuse when the officer stopped her, and hurried the doctor
away to a place of safety, where a close guard was placed over him, and
he was left alone with his wretched thoughts.
It did not take long for the news to spread over the town, for secrecy
was no longer necessary, and never had there been such wild excitement
in Rothsay. That Rossie Hastings had been alive all this time, and
buried in a mad-house, while her brother enjoyed her property, seemed
almost incredible, but there could be no doubt of it, for old Axie had
seen her, and talked with her face to face, and in their fury a mob,
preceded by the old negress, assembled in the streets, and surrounding
the building where the doctor was confined, demanded the prisoner, that
they might wreak vengeance on him then and there.
Order was, however, soon restored, and the wretched man was left in
quiet to think over his wicked past, and to dread the future, which he
knew had no hope for him. His sin had found him out, and though he had
not conscience enough to be much troubled with remorse, his pride and
self-love were cruelly wounded, and he writhed in the anguish of bitter
mortification and rage.
CHAPTER LIV.
TELLING THE TRUTH TO ROSSIE.
Rossie had asked, on her voyage home, who lived at the Forrest House,
and had been simply told that Josephine was there still, but no mention
had been made of the unnatural marriage lest it should excite her too
much. Now, however, it was desirable that she should know the truth, in
part, at least, for her testimony would be necessary when the trial came
on. So Everard told it to her a few days after the arrest, when she
seemed stronger than usual, and able to bear it.
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