The Continental Monthly, Vol. 1, No. 6, June, 1862: Devoted To Literature and National PolicyVarious
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The Continental Monthly, Vol. 1, No. 6, June, 1862: Devoted To Literature and National Policy
Various
Literature, Modern -- 19th century -- Periodicals; United States -- Politics and government -- 19th century -- Periodicals
'This question embarrassed me, and I was conning an answer, when Adéle
resumed:
''Let no false delicacy restrain you; speak out, Mr. Rideau; adversity
has taught me endurance, if not courage.'
''Since, madame, you absolutely extort it from me, I must admit that a
few moments before he expired, Mr. Livermore--'
''Speak out, plainly; I beg of you, conceal nothing.'
''Well, madame, the words he used were: 'I destroy these papers because
they were bought with blood. Ten months ago General Ramiro died, at
New-Orleans, by poison--poison administered by Adéle!''
''Poor Arthur! what agony he must have suffered--he must have been
delirious. O Arthur! why was I not beside you? Poor Arthur!' As she
uttered these words, she raised her streaming eyes to heaven; her lips
moved as if in prayer, and a deadly pallor overspread her countenance.
'In a short time her fortitude returned, and turning toward me, she
said, in a voice which betrayed no emotion:
''Let us turn from the past and look at the present. Difficulties
surround and threaten to overwhelm me. Before I can determine how they
are to be met, I have a proposition to make to you, Mr. Rideau, to which
I must have an immediate answer. Will you become my partner in this
business?'
''Have you enough confidence in me?'
''I have; and for this reason: you have not sought to meddle in this
matter, but from the outset have striven to shun it; you have not
obtruded yourself, but been drawn into it in spite of your wishes. Do
you accept my proposition? Yes, or no?'
''I accept,' I replied, moderating my joyful feelings as well as I
possibly could.
''Such being your decision, what course do you advise?'
''Immediate action, for minutes are precious.'
''I foresee we shall agree perfectly. To-day my host purposes starting
for the capital; I shall accompany him. If you return without delay, the
remainder of the day will suffice to prepare for the journey, and
to-morrow we will start for the opal-mine.'
''But where shall I meet you, madame?'
''At the Hotel de las Diligencias.'
''And where shall I find Pepito?'
''At a tavern near the Barrier del Nino Perdido. But you will not, if
you please, inform him of my address. For--well, it is an unpleasant
matter to mention--but this Pepito seems to be--'
''Desperately in love with you.'
''I hardly meant that--but his attentions are too oppressive to be quite
agreeable.'
''I fully understand you, madame. May I inquire if you have had any
tidings of Mr. Percival?'
''Do not, I beg, Mr. Rideau, allude to that painful topic--all feelings
of resentment are hushed in the grave.'
''What! have you heard of his assassination?'
'' Yes; the news reached me yesterday; I read it in the newspaper.'
'I shortly afterward took my leave--the last words of my new copartner
being:
''At five, then, at the Hotel de las Diligencias. Be sure you are
punctual.'
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