London (England) -- Fiction; Love stories; Mystery fiction
All gazed at him, and we saw by the spasmodic working of the muscles of
his features that what she said was quite true. The agonies of
poisoning had already seized him, and his haggard face, fast swelling,
was horrible to behold. For a few moments he writhed in the grasp of
the officers, while we all looked on in silence, appalled at the
frightful picture he presented; until suddenly, with a piercing shriek,
he seemed to stretch out his limbs rigid and straight. Then all the
light of a sudden died from his hideously distorted features, and the
men in whose grip he was knew by the dead weight upon them that they
held only a corpse.
No further need is there to dwell upon the ghastly events of that
fateful night, a night that will live within my memory for ever; nor
need I describe how we all four left that den of Satan in company with
the police. Suffice it to say that the self-destruction of Francis
Vidit caused the disbandment of that disgraceful Pagan sect which
fortunately found so little support in Christian England. Although the
police were, by these revelations of Muriel's, made aware of the
existence of Satanism in London, the suicide of their head made it
unnecessary for any details of the _cultus diabolicus_ to be given to
the public through the medium of the sensational Press.
At first the revulsion of feeling within me caused me, I confess, to
hesitate whether to take as wife a woman who had actually been a votary
of Satan, but on calmer reflection, as I drove back to Charing Cross
Mansions with my loved one at my side, I saw plainly how she had been
victimised and held powerless beneath the terrible thraldom of this
murderer Vidit and his accomplice Hibbert, who had without doubt both
carried on these practices with a view to gain the subscriptions of
those who joined the cult. That she was pure, honest, and upright I had
never doubted, and moved to sympathy when I remembered how bitterly she
had suffered, I yielded to her entreaty to be forgiven, feeling
convinced of her assertion that her suspicion that I was guilty of the
murder of my friend was the cause of her casting me aside and acting as
she did.
Just a year has now gone by, and it has been full of changes, for my
father dying suddenly, Tixover Hall has come to me, and with Muriel as
my wife we live in the old place in perfect contentment and happiness.
Jack Yelverton, too, has modified his views regarding the marriage of
the clergy, for Aline is now his wife, and in the good work among the
poor of the dismal, overcrowded parish of St Peter's, which he pursues
with such untiring energy, she, once the priestess of Satan, is now his
greatest helpmate. She is trying to make atonement for the flagrant
sins she committed before God, and certainly if the ministration of His
Word and righteousness of heart will atone for the profanity to which
she once was forced because of her love for the man who is now her
husband, then a great and blessed forgiveness will be hers.
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