Gothic fiction; Ireland -- History -- Rebellion of 1798 -- Fiction; Man-woman relationships -- Fiction; Romans à clef
Terrified at the haggard looks, and lifeless form before her, Calantha
turned to Glenarvon. But his countenance was changed; his eyes were fixed.
“It is herself,” he cried; and unable to bear the sight, a faintness came
over him:—the name of Alice was pronounced by him. O’Kelly understood
his master. “Is it possible,” he exclaimed, and seizing the girl in
his arms, he promised Calantha to do all in his power to restore her,
and only implored her to retire to her own apartment: “For my master’s
sake, dear Lady, be persuaded,” he said. He was indeed no longer the
same subservient strange being, he had shewn himself hitherto; he seemed
to assume a new character, on an occasion which called for his utmost
exertion; he was all activity and forethought, commanding every thing
that was to be done, and awakening lord Glenarvon and Calantha to a
sense of their situation.
Although Lady Avondale was at last persuaded to retire, it may be supposed
that she did not attempt to rest; and being obliged in some measure to
inform her attendant of what had passed, she sent her frequently with
messages to O’Kelly to inquire concerning her unhappy friend. At last
she returned with a few lines, written by lord Glenarvon. “Calantha,”
he said, “You will now learn to shudder at my name, and look upon me
with horror and execration. Prepare yourself for the worst:—It is Alice
whom we beheld. She came to take one last look at the wretch who had
seduced, and then abandoned her:—She is no more. Think not, that to
screen myself, I have lost the means of preserving her.—Think me not
base enough for this; but be assured that all care and assistance have
been administered. The aid of the physician, however has been vain. Calm
yourself Calantha: I am very calm.”
The maid, as she gave this note, told Calantha that the young woman
whom Mr. O’Kelly, had discovered at the door of the castle, was poor
Miss Alice—so altered, that her own father, she was sure would not know
her. “Did you see her?” “O yes, my Lady: Mr. O’Kelly took me to see her,
when I carried the message to him: and there I saw my Lord Glenarvon so
good, so kind, doing every thing that was needed to assist her, so that
it would have moved the heart of any one to have seen him.” While the
attendant thus continued to talk, her young mistress wept, and having
at length dismissed her, she opened the door, listening with suspense
to every distant noise.
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