"I might have met this announcement with some courage had my husband
been there with his strong will and calm self-reliance; as it was I
could only tremble in my father's arms and shrink guiltily from his
caresses. He looked for blushes and found me pale as snow, for I knew
that this offer, so gratifying to his pride, would give tenfold
bitterness to his disappointment.
"While I stood mute and cold, dreading to speak, William was announced.
I dared not look at my father, but knew, from his suppressed breathing,
that he was silent only from intense rage. You saw William in his youth,
and know how grand was his presence, how distinguished his bearing. If
nobility was ever written upon a human form, it shone out in native
splendor there. Approaching me as if he had been an emperor and I his
mate, this man of humble birth took my hand in his, and, with simple but
most touching earnestness, confessed his fault in making me his wife.
"Dumb and white with wrath, my father attempted to annihilate him with a
look, at which my heart rose in proud rebellion, and I felt the hot
blood in my cheek. But William was self-poised, and bore himself with a
sort of brave humility that should have disarmed even rage itself.
"'If I have done wrong in stealing this dear one from you,' he said, 'we
have both suffered more than you will believe. If there is any penalty
that you can impose--any probation that will atone for an act, which
though wrong we cannot repent of--name it, and if human effort can win a
blessing from your lips it shall yet be deserved.'
"My father stood before us, towering haughtily upward in his outraged
pride; his face was ashen with the white heat of smothered wrath. He was
always a man of few words, but those which fell from his lips then
burned into my memory like living coals.
"'Go, earn a station high as that of my daughter; back it with wealth
such as makes her one of the richest women in England. Then, and not
till then, ask her at my hands.'
"'If I do earn a title, and honorably gain such wealth, will you give
her to me with a free will and generous blessing?' asked the young man
in a voice that vibrated with intense feeling. 'In the brave acts or
persistent efforts of some strong man, once unknown, the nobility of
every illustrious house in England is rooted. To win her, and know that
she is mine without dishonor, I will undertake impossibilities; if I
succeed, or fail, you shall yet acknowledge, proud sir, that I deserved
your daughter.'
"'When that time comes, claim her at my hands,' answered my father, with
cutting unbelief in his look and voice. 'But till then she remains under
my authority, and bearing the name she has secretly dishonored. Barbara,
if this young man is your husband, take leave of him now, for never,
till his boasted promise is fulfilled, shall you meet again.'
"I fell at that haughty man's feet, shivering with dread, cold with
terror.
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