Again he was silent, pondering deeply, and striving to form some plan by
which to save his daughter from being forced into this undesirable
union. But he could conceive none. Even if he defied this man who was
endeavouring to secure Liane, and boldly met the terrible consequences
of the exposure of his secret, he saw that such a course must reflect
upon her, for she would then be alone in the world--friendless, forsaken
and penniless; while if he fled, he must be found sooner or later, for
within twenty-four hours the police of Europe would be actively
searching for him. Then, calmly and without fear, he thought of
suicide, his one desire being to save Liane from disgrace. Leaning over
the parapet, he gazed far down upon the brown, rocky crags, beaten time
after time by the great rolling waves as they broke and threw up columns
of white spray. He was contemplating how best to end his life. He
could leave her a letter confessing all the truth, and thus save her
from becoming the wife of this titled adventurer. Yet again a
difficulty presented itself. To act thus would be cowardly; besides
which Liane would also be left without money, and without a protector.
For a long time he carefully reviewed all the facts, at length arriving
at the same conclusion as before, that his suicide would only bring
increased disaster upon the child he idolised.
"No," he exclaimed aloud, between his set teeth. "There is but one
way--one way alone. She must become Princess. I must obey Zertho, and
compel her to marry him. All these long weeks have I striven against
it, knowing that once united to such an unprincipled brute, her days
must be full of wretchedness and despair. Nay, I am prepared to
sacrifice everything for her sake; nevertheless, if I boldly face my
enemies, or take my life to escape them, the result would be the same.
Liane would be left friendless. To me through all these dark days she
has been the one joy of my aimless, weary life; hers has been the one
bright face that has cheered me times without number when I should have
otherwise knocked under. I have striven my best to keep her
uncontaminated by the reckless world in which I've been compelled to
move, and none can ever charge me with neglect of her. Yet this is the
end. She must be torn from me, and be given to this unscrupulous
blackmailer whom the possession of wealth has converted from my friend
into my enemy."
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