Temporal Power: A Study in SupremacyCorelli, Marie
Philosophy
Temporal Power: A Study in Supremacy
Corelli, Marie
Religious fiction
“Very simple and primitive reasoning, my princess!” he said; “And from
an early historic point of view, your idea is correct. In the olden
times kings went themselves to battle, and led their soldiers on to
victory in person. It was very fine; much finer than our modern ways
of warfare. But it has perhaps never occurred to you that a king’s
life nowadays is always in danger? He can do nothing more completely
courageous than to show himself in public!”
“Are kings then so hated?” she asked.
“They are not loved, it must be confessed,” returned Von Glauben, taking
off his spectacles again; “But that is quite their own fault. They
seldom do anything to deserve the respect,--much less the affection of
their subjects. But this king--this man you have just seen--certainly
deserves both.”
“Why, what has he done?” asked Gloria wonderingly. “I have heard people
say he is very wicked--that he takes other men’s wives away from them--”
The Professor coughed discreetly.
“My princess, let me suggest to you that he could scarcely take other
men’s wives away from them, unless those wives were perfectly willing to
go!”
She gave an impatient gesture.
“Oh, there are weak women, no doubt; but then a king should know better
than to put temptation in their way. If a man undertakes to be strong,
he should also be honourable. Then,--what of the taxes the King imposes
on the people? The sufferings of the poor over there on the mainland are
terrible!--I know all about them! I have heard Sergius Thord!”
The Professor gave an uncomfortable start.
“You have heard Sergius Thord? Where?”
“Here!” And Gloria smiled at his expression of wonderment. “He has
spoken often to our people, and he is father Réné’s friend.”
“And what does he talk about when he speaks here?” enquired Von Glauben.
“When does he come, and how does he go?”
“Always at night,” answered Gloria; “He has a sailing skiff of his own,
and on many an evening when the wind sets in our quarter, he arrives
quite suddenly, all alone, and in a moment, as if by magic, the
Islanders all seem to know he is here. On the shore, or in the fields he
assembles them round him, and tells them many things that are plain and
true. I have heard him speak often of the shortness of life and its many
sorrows, and he says we could all make each other happy for the little
time we have to live, if we would. And I think he is right; it is only
wicked and selfish people who make others unhappy!”
The Professor was silent. Gloria, watching him, wondered at his somewhat
perturbed expression.
“Do you know the King very well?” she asked suddenly. “He seemed very
cross with you!”
Von Glauben roused himself from a fit of momentary abstraction.
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