Mystery fiction; Race relations -- Fiction; Southern States -- Fiction
Edward, regaining his coolness in the wing-room, with the assistance of
Virdow, who had been awakened by the disturbance, carried the body of
Rita to the house in the yard and sent for a suburban physician near at
hand. The man of medicine pronounced the woman dead. Negroes from the
quarters were summoned and took the body in charge. These arrangements
completed, he met the general in the hall.
"A settlement is impossible," said the latter, sadly. "Get your buggy!
Efforts may be made by arrests to stop this affair. You must go home
with me to-night." Virdow was put in charge of the premises and an
excuse made.
Alone, Edward returned to the side of the dead woman. Long and earnestly
he studied her face, and at last said: "Farewell!" Then he went to
Gerald's room and laid his lips upon the marble brow of the sleeper.
Upstairs he put certain papers and the little picture in his pocket,
closed the mother's room door and locked it. He turned and looked back
upon the white-columned house as he rode away. Only eight weeks had
passed since he first entered its doors.
Before leaving, the general had stabled his horse and telephoned Montjoy
at the hotel. Taking a rear street he passed with Edward through the
city and before daylight drew up in front of the Cedars.
Dueling at the time these events transpired was supposed to be dead in
the south, and practically it was. The press and pulpit, the changed
system of business and labor, state laws, but, above all these,
occupation had rendered it obsolete; but there was still an element that
resorted to the code for the settlement of personal grievances, and
sometimes the result was a bloody meeting. The new order of things was
so young that it really took more courage to refuse to fight than to
fight a duel. The legal evasion was the invitation to conclude the
correspondence outside the state.
The city was all excitement. The morning papers had columns and black
head lines setting forth all the facts that could be obtained, and more
besides. There was also a brief card from Edward Morgan, denouncing the
author of the letter which had appeared in the extra and denying all
charges brought against him, both personal and political.
At Mr. Royson's boarding place nothing had been seen of him since the
publication of the card, and his office was closed. Who it was that
acted for Edward Morgan was a matter of surmise, but Col. Montjoy and
Gen. Evan were in the city and quartered at the hotel. The latter had
gone to Ilexhurst and had not returned.
Peace warrants for Morgan and Royson had been issued and placed in the
hands of deputies, and two of them had watched outside a glass room at
Ilexhurst waiting for a man who was asleep inside, and who had been
pointed out to them by a German visitor as Mr. Morgan, to awaken. The
sleeper, however, proved to be Gerald Morgan, an invalid.
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