Mercia, the astronomer royal: A romanceMears, A. Garland
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Mercia, the astronomer royal: A romance
Mears, A. Garland
Science fiction; Utopian fiction
‘Fear nothing, sweet lady, thy fair fame hath been kept guarded and
unsullied by me. Not a word is given of which thou needest be ashamed.
In this recital thou art truly pictured; gentle, modest, and
unsuspecting up to the point where knowledge is forced upon thee, and
the deceiver shows his hand. Then, the art of the seducer utterly fails
in its purpose, for thine irreproachable virtue shielded thee as a coat
of armour; thy sense of honour to thy fellow-woman was as a wall of
defence to thy shoulders, for thou didst refuse the most tempting
blandishments rather than blight the happiness of a wife; albeit thou
wert offered the crown of an Empress as the reward of thy dishonour. But
what of thy letter of resignation; I wish I had seen it beforehand; for
the Emperor makes a bitter enemy, and will revile thee soundly to his
ministers?’
‘I think I have made myself pretty clear,’ replied Mercia, who had
considerably calmed down by this time; ‘here is a copy of my letter;
read it.’
‘Good!’ exclaimed Sadbag as soon as he had finished perusing the
document; ‘this is fine! Canst thou trust it with me for one night and I
will return it to-morrow morning without fail?’
‘Seeing thou hast done so much already,’ returned Mercia in a weary tone
of voice, ‘there can be no harm in giving it thee to make what use thou
mayest choose. But, listen, here comes Geometrus—I will invite him to
dine with us, and we three will discuss the matter together.’
At the next moment Geometrus had entered the apartment, and startled the
two with the look of painful concern on his countenance.
‘Why so glum, my friend?’ cried Sadbag cheerily; ‘this is but a passing
cloud which will be carried away presently by the fair breezes of public
opinion. No one can hurt thee, or Mercia: I cannot say so much for
myself, for indeed I have meddled considerably in this business, and
nobody knows how it will turn out for me. But ye twain are innocent
victims, and have naught to fear in this advanced period of the world’s
history. Truth and justice should prevail in the dawn of the
twenty-first century, if ever it is to prevail at all on this earth. Ah,
I wonder if anything approaching perfection can ever be reached here!’
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