The Cavaliers of Virginia, vol. 1 of 2: or, The Recluse of Jamestown; An historical romance of the Old DominionCaruthers, William Alexander
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The Cavaliers of Virginia, vol. 1 of 2: or, The Recluse of Jamestown; An historical romance of the Old Dominion
Caruthers, William Alexander
Virginia -- History -- Colonial period, ca. 1600-1775 -- Fiction
The person appealed to stood for some moments like a statue, her eyes
protruding from their sockets, as if a tenant of the grave indeed stood
before her--her hand at length slowly rose from her side and wandered
through the vacant air as if she would have submitted the spectre to the
test of feeling--imperfectly measuring the distance however between her
own person and the object sought, it fell again powerless by her side.
Her lips moved as if she were in the act of holding a conversation with
the being who had addressed her, but no sound issued from them. The
pupils of her eyes were painfully distended, and their whole expression
wild and bewildered. At length her chest began to heave convulsively,
when she made a wild and desperate effort to rush upon the object of her
gaze, but fell prostrate on the floor before she had attained half the
distance between them. As she fell she cried in the most piteous
accents, "Charles! Charles!" and then swooned away.
Charles Dudley, who had till now assisted Bacon in supporting his
fainting bride, resigned his charge to Mr. Harrison and ran to Mrs.
Fairfax, supposing himself to be the person thus piteously
apostrophized. He took the fallen lady in his arms and raised her partly
from the floor, but no symptoms of returning animation were visible.
While he thus supported her head upon one knee, kneeling upon the other,
assisted by the clergyman and friends, and Bacon and Mr. Harrison
supporting Virginia, who was in little better condition, a tumultuous
crowd rushed in at the door, headed by Sir William Berkley himself,
exclaiming to his minions, "Tear him from the altar! tear the upstart
from the altar."
But as he ran with his drawn sword towards the pulpit, something in the
attitude and expression of the various parties at once arrested his hand
and voice.
There is a power of expression in deep and irremediable sorrow which
cannot be looked upon without emotion. Boisterous and outrageous as Sir
William Berkley had entered the chapel, his fierce nature was instantly
subdued by the appearance of his sister-in-law and her daughter. The
crowd which followed were instinctively awed into silence by the same
powerful and speaking appeals.
When the announcement of the lawful cause which prevented the
consummation of the union first fell upon Bacon's ear, his head sank
upon his breast, and although he mechanically clasped Virginia round the
waist, as he felt her clinging to him, and sinking at his side; he stood
stupefied with horror, holding up his lifeless burden, entirely enable
to think or act. His habitual and superstitious reverence for every
thing uttered by the Recluse, induced him to receive the first
impression of his words unchallenged even in his own mind.
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