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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"Not from him. He promises me length of days, if I will but school
myself to the adept's scanty regimen. My warning came from a Higher
Source, and from an authority I cannot question. Do not let us discuss
the matter, Herrick. It allows of no argument, and is too sacred for
question. It is enough for you to know that I have been warned. My days
have shrunk to the briefest space. I am not a man to spoil any woman's
life."
"You have had some mysterious dream? You were ever a dreamer."
"Yes, I have had a dream."
"'Twas your guardian angel sent the vision if it can deter you from
contemplated evil. By heaven, Jack, I believe every man has his Pacolet,
his guardian and friend, for ever trying to save him from his own baser
inclinations."
"Yet that friendly guardian spirit of whom poor Dick Steele wrote so
pleasantly was, after all, but a feeble protector, and was impotent
against human folly and self-will. I believe, Herrick, that in most men
there is an innate respect for virtue, accompanied by a natural leaning
towards vice. Mind and conscience pull one way--heart and senses tug the
other; and in most cases the flesh and the Devil get the victory. And
now will you do me this favour--will you save Judith from me, and me
from myself?"
"I will do anything in this world to so holy an end."
"Then you will go to Judith this evening at dusk, when Mr. Topsparkle is
to be in the City, and you will give her a letter from me. You will
sustain that letter by whatever moral lecture you may feel moved to
deliver; and you will so act that she will understand that, though my
passion is unchanged, my resolution is irrevocable. Say nothing of an
early doom; for did she know my motive, her generosity would be eager
for self-sacrifice--she would be in haste to fling herself away upon a
dying man. Let me even appear to her a coward, a prig, a pious renegade
from love and fidelity--anything, so that you save her from the ruin we
had planned."
"Trust me, my dear Lavendale. I will perform this mission with all my
heart. Could I not go at once--as soon as a horse can be saddled--and
see the lady before the evening?"
"Too perilous. She is rash and impetuous. She might betray herself by
some burst of passion. It were best that you should not see her till
Topsparkle be off the premises, and her afternoon visitors despatched.
'Twere safest, I think, for you to wait till near sunset."
"That will suit me better, for then I may hope to get a glimpse of my
mistress, in spite of her guardian and gaoler, good little Mademoiselle
Latour."
"How will you manage to let her know of your vicinity, since you dare
not approach the house, for fear of her churlish father?"
"O, I have a Mercury in the shape of a gardener's boy, who will contrive
to let her know I am near the old trysting-place, if she be out of
doors; and she spends most of her life in the garden this summer
weather."
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