In furthest Ind : $b The narrative of Mr Edward Carlyon of the honourable East India Company's serviceGrier, Sydney C.
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In furthest Ind : $b The narrative of Mr Edward Carlyon of the honourable East India Company's service
Grier, Sydney C.
British -- India -- Fiction; East India Company -- Fiction; India -- Fiction
And in this thought they made to me, through Father Theodorus, many
flattering offers (too flattering, indeed, ever to be performed, had I
been fool enough to be allured by them). For they were willing, said
he, to settle upon me a pension, and upon my heirs after me, and to
marry me to a kinswoman of the Viceroy’s (who was commended to me as
extraordinary handsome and a great fortune, and had, so said Father
Theodorus, caught sight of me from a balcony when I was at large, and
become enamoured of me), and so to transport me safely to the Brasils,
where a genteel estate and a convenient provision of slaves should be
appointed me. And on the other side, says Father Theodorus, while as
with the tears standing in his eyes he besought me to convert, there
was the rack and other more fearful torments, and a miserable death at
the burning-place. So moving were his pleadings that the _alcaide_
himself joined in them, and entreated me with much earnestness not to
throw away soul and body alike. But through God’s grace I was enabled
to stand firm and refuse them, and so they left me, warning me that I
should afterwards desire to have followed their advice.
CHAPTER VI.
OF THE SECRET, DREADFUL, AND BLOODY DOINGS OF THE TRIBUNAL OF THE HOLY
INQUISITION.
Now you may look to hear that after this firm refusal to convert I
should find myself most happy and strong in my mind, and await with
patience and constancy the tortures that were to come. But so weak and
feeble is our poor human nature, and mine in especial, that I was
troubled night and day with dreams of the rack, so that at the last I
could neither sleep nor eat. And doubtless, to those watching my
situation, it seemed a hopeful thing to behold how weak and timid I
was grown, and one night they haled me from my bed to the chamber
where the Board sat. And here they did demand of me once more whether
I would recant my heresies and confess the crimes wherewith I was
charged. And I answering that any crimes I had committed I had already
confessed, and did most willingly repent for ’em, but that I could
neither confess nor repent for those whereof I was not guilty, they
declared me an obstinate heretic, and commanded me to be carried to
the torture-chamber.
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