Scheherazade: a London night's entertainmentWarden, Florence
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Scheherazade: a London night's entertainment
Warden, Florence
English fiction -- 19th century
diamonds as real stones, and calling upon George to produce them,
challenged any one in the court to assert that it was possible to
suppose they could be bought for ten francs. Could the Englishman’s
wife assert that she did not know them to be real? George had not
dared to bring his wife into court, fearing the effects of the
excitement upon her. He weakened his case by asserting emphatically
that Ben Hassan was in the pay of a man who wished to ruin him: for he
had no proofs to bring forward, and the foreigner’s halting French in
which he made the accusation compared so unfavourably with the torrent
of eloquence with which the artful Parisian refuted it, that, on Ben
Hassan’s refusing to take back the jewels, the magistrate ordered the
Englishman to pay the amount claimed, in monthly instalments of five
hundred francs.
With the stolid resistance to unpleasant facts characteristic of his
nation, George treated this decision with utter contempt, and indeed
believed that Ben Hassan would not dare to push the case further. But
on arriving home one rainy day early in the following month, he found
his apartments occupied by two _huissiers_, who were busily employed
in dragging out into the hall poor Nouna’s trunks and such furniture
as they had bought themselves, which the landlady, anxious to save her
own things, was pointing out to them. Nouna, deathly white and shaking
from head to foot, was crouching on the sofa, drawing her breath
heavily, and watching them with bright and burning eyes. Fear of what
the consequences of this scene might be to her sobered George in his
first fierce outburst of indignation. She had hardly moved when he
came in, only glancing up at him in shame and terror at what she knew
to be the result of her own indiscretion. He went up to the sofa and
reassured her by the kind, firm, protecting pressure of his hand upon
her head, while he asked the men by what authority they were acting.
They showed him their warrant; nothing could be more correct. He asked
them whether they would desist from their work and remain in the hall
outside for half an hour, while he went to a friend to try to raise
the money. The men consented at once, and retired while George,
soothing his agitated wife as well as he could, carried her into the
next room, laid her on the bed, and covering her with a rug, told her
not to worry herself, as it would be all right in half an hour, when
he would be back again with her, and the men would go away satisfied.
With his hand on the door he looked back yearningly. She was quieter
now, but as she leaned on her elbows and watched him with feverish
eyes, it seemed to him that her gaze was wandering and unintelligent,
and that the real matter-of-fact trouble which was sending him on his
unpleasant errand had melted in her excited mind to a dim and horrible
dread.
“George, don’t go, don’t go!” rang in his ears as he went down the
stairs and out of the house.
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