Mohawks: A Novel. Volume 2 of 3Braddon, M. E. (Mary Elizabeth)
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Mohawks: A Novel. Volume 2 of 3
Braddon, M. E. (Mary Elizabeth)
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"I saw at once, by the air with which he heard my complaint, that Mr.
Topsparkle had secured the good graces of our timeserving officials, and
that I should get no help here. I left the office choking with rage, and
wandered about Venice all night, penetrating into the obscurest alleys,
watching in doorways for the entrance and exit of mysterious visitors,
waiting below lighted windows, listening to the sounds of music and
singing, surprising more than one nocturnal orgy and secret rendezvous,
but finding no trace of my son's runaway daughter. I went back to the
house on the Reggio Canal in the early morning, and found Filippo
sitting in the hall. There had been no attempt to drive him out with
violence. The servants had laughed at his folly in waiting for their
master.
"There is no need to recall every detail of a futile search. For three
days and nights my son and I hunted Venice and the neighbouring islands
for traces of the missing girl and her seducer, and the first evidence
we came upon was the information of a gondolier who, on the evening of
Margharita's flight, had seen Mr. Topsparkle's gondola embark three
passengers on a small sailing vessel standing out at sea about a mile
from the city. The birds were fled while we were searching for their
nest in some secret corner of Venice.
"I went back to my laboratory after hearing this, and took out my
granddaughter's horoscope, which I had not looked at since her
childhood; I remembered only that the stars had foreboded evil. There
were the signs of sudden death in a foreign land; early untimely death.
"I showed my son the result of my calculations, made within an hour of
his daughter's birth; and I undertook, old as I was, to follow the
fugitives, if it were possible for human intelligence to track them. I
urged him to remain in Venice, to be on the spot to receive his lost
child should she return to her home, and also to be on the alert for any
evidence of Mr. Topsparkle's guilt which time might bring forth. I had
travelled much, he but little. It was agony to me to leave my
laboratory, to give up those researches which had daily become more
precious to me; but I blamed myself as the indirect cause of my
granddaughter's ruin, since it was I who had admitted the traitor Fétis
within our doors.
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