Temporal Power: A Study in SupremacyCorelli, Marie
Philosophy
Temporal Power: A Study in Supremacy
Corelli, Marie
Religious fiction
“Assuredly! You are a brave girl! True to your love, and true to the
country at one and the same time! But while I accept your vow, let me
warn you not to indulge in any lurking hope or feeling that the Nation
will ever recognize your marriage. Your own willingly-taken oath at
this moment practically makes it null and void, so far as the State
is concerned;--but perhaps it strengthens it as a bond of--youthful
passion!”
An open admiration flashed in his bold fine eyes as he spoke,--and
Gloria grew pale. With an involuntary movement she turned towards the
Queen.
“You--Madam--you--Ah! No,--not you!--you are cruel!--you have not a
woman’s heart! My love--my husband!”
The Prince was at once beside her, and she clung to him trembling.
“Take me away!” she whispered; “Take me away altogether--this place
stifles me!”
He caught her in his strong young arms, and was about to lead her to the
door, when she suddenly appeared to remember something, and releasing
herself from his clasp, put him away from her with a faint smile.
“No, dearest! You must stay here;--stay here and make your father and
mother understand all that I have said. Tell them I mean to keep my vow.
You know how thoroughly I mean it! The Professor will take me home!”
Then the Queen moved, and came towards her with her usual slow noiseless
grace.
“Let me thank you!” she said, with an air of gracious condescension;
“You are a very good girl, and I am sure you will keep your word! You
are so beautiful that you are bound to do well; and I hope your future
life will be a happy one!”
“I hope so, Madam!” replied Gloria slowly; “I think it will! If it is
not happier than yours, I shall indeed be unfortunate!”
The Queen drew back, offended; but the King, who had been whispering
aside to Von Glauben, now approached and said kindly.
“You must not go away, my child, without some token of our regard. Wear
this for Our sake!”
He offered her a chain of gold bearing a simple yet exquisitely
designed pendant of choice pearls. Her face crimsoned, and she pushed it
disdainfully aside.
“Keep it, Sir, for those whose love and faith can be purchased with
jewelled toys! Mine cannot! You mean kindly no doubt,--but a gift from
you is an offence, not an honour! Fare-you-well!”
Another moment and she was gone. Von Glauben, at a sign from the King,
hastily followed her. Prince Humphry, who had remained almost entirely
mute during the scene, now stood with folded arms opposite his Royal
parents, still silent and rigid. The King watched him for a minute or
two--then laid a hand gently on his arm.
“We do not blame you over-much, Humphry!” he said; “She is a beautiful
creature, and more intelligent than I had imagined. Moreover she has
great calmness, as well as courage.”
Still the Prince said nothing.
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