John Herring: A West of England Romance. Volume 3 (of 3)Baring-Gould, S. (Sabine)
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John Herring: A West of England Romance. Volume 3 (of 3)
Baring-Gould, S. (Sabine)
West Country (England) -- Fiction
’Spare me—spare me! Oh, Captain Trecarrel, if you must know all, he
knew that I did not love him in the way in which he loved me, and the
knowledge of this made him so miserable that—— You know the rest. And
now, do you not see that I have his death on my conscience, and I must
do what I can to expiate this sin, and do what I can for the poor
despairing soul that I drove to despair?’
’Set your mind at ease. I do not in the least believe in his
self-destruction. A man about to commit suicide does not first fill his
pocket with diamonds worth several thousand pounds. The finding of the
jewels upon him is conclusive evidence that he did not meditate
self-destruction, but, on the contrary, meant to live comfortably on the
proceeds of their sale elsewhere. John Herring—you may take my word for
it—made up his mind, as he could not be happy with you, that he would go
elsewhere, probably to America. Now, a man cannot start afresh in life
penniless without great inconvenience and discomfort: so he laid his
hand on that which was convertible into money, to start him in the New
World. You do not suppose John Herring intended to strangle himself
with a diamond necklace, do you? If he did not, the supposition of his
having meditated self-destruction is untenable beside the fact of his
having taken the jewels. No; he possessed himself of them because he
had not sufficient cash in hand, and as he made his way over the
cliffs—it was a dark night—he missed his path and fell down Blackapit.
There you have the solution of the entire mystery. Set your mind at
ease; the guilt of his death does not weigh on you, and there is no need
for you to expiate it in a convent.’
Mirelle breathed more freely. This explanation did really seem the
correct one, and the relief it gave her was great.
’Now, then,’ said the Captain, ’I have knocked this nonsense of
cloistering yourself on the head.’ He rang the bell, and, when the
servant appeared, he said, ’Send to the packet, and have the Countess
Garcia’s boxes brought back. She is not going to sail in her.’
Mirelle raised her hand in protest, but in vain. The strong will and
determination of the Captain was more than she could resist in her
present weak condition.
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