Parlous Times: A Novel of Modern DiplomacyWells, David Dwight
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Parlous Times: A Novel of Modern Diplomacy
Wells, David Dwight
Diplomats -- Fiction
"My husband is a bad man, he would never have surrendered unless he was
forced to do so; for he believes that by retaining the control of me, he
may yet obtain control of my property."
"Perhaps he has seen the futility of these hopes."
"No, no, his own self-conceit would have blinded him to the possibility
of being outwitted. You've forced this from him. How have you done so?"
"I had hoped you would not press me for these reasons. Can't you accept
my assurance that whatever I've done, has been done in your interests
alone."
"Don't think me ungrateful if I say no, but I've had to endure so many
mysteries, that, for once, my great desire is to be clear of them."
"I hesitate to tell you, because it may give you pain."
"I am used to that and can bear it."
"Well, if you will have it. Colonel Darcy, as a result of his own
actions, was placed in my power."
"You mean that it was your duty to have him arrested?"
"That was left to my discretion."
"And you forced his consent?"
"No, I gave him a chance to purchase his freedom, and a substantial
reward, by a confession, and this----" and he touched the paper.
"But had you a right----?"
"I had a right to make any terms I pleased. I was given unlimited power
to impose my own conditions, and I'm sure, had my Chief known, he would
have wished you to derive any benefit possible from the transaction."
"It's dearly bought with that man's disgrace. In the eyes of the world,
he will still be my husband."
"There will be no disgrace."
"I do not understand."
"The government doesn't wish to punish Colonel Darcy; it merely wishes
for his evidence, to aid in the detection of others."
"But his name will appear."
"It is strictly stipulated that it shall not do so; be assured your
secret is safe."
"And he could have sunk so low as to sell himself and those who trusted
him."
"They were criminals."
"It doesn't lessen his treachery."
"Don't waste a thought on him, least of all any sentimental emotion. He
wasted little enough on you, and would have insulted you in my presence,
had I permitted it; he sold your freedom with less compunction than he
sold his honour or his friends."
"Enough!" she cried, her eyes sparkling. "He is forgotten. We will speak
of something else. Let me use my time to better purpose, by trying to
thank you--to begin to thank you, for all you've done for me."
"You can repay me if you like."
"What is the payment, then, for which you ask?"
"My Chief has received a request from your father this morning, that you
be put in charge of some responsible person, to come home to him."
"Ah!" she said, "that is no favour, it is good news."
"You must hear me out. Your father requested the Minister to nominate
your escort."
"Well?"
"He has nominated me."
"What, are you going home?"
"Almost at once. Will you trust yourself in my hands?"
"Trust you! I will go with you anywhere! I will trust you always!"
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