"'Then, s'posin' you and Dory get spliced, and we'll have a double
weddin'. You have sparked it long enough, and we don't stand foolin'
here,' Mr. Brown said to me, in a half-laughing, half-threatening tone.
"I looked at Eudora, and her beautiful eyes were shining upon me with a
look which made my pulses quicken as they never had before. I don't know
what demon possessed me, unless it were the demon of the whiskey punch,
of which I had drank far too much, and which prompted me to say, 'All
right, if Eudora is willing.'
"To do her justice, she hesitated a moment, but when I kissed her she
yielded, and with the touch of her lips there came over me a feeling I
mistook for love, and everything was forgotten except the girl. Elder
Covil performed the double ceremony, and looked questioningly at me, as
if doubtful whether I were in my right mind or not. I thought I was, and
felt extremely happy, until I woke to what I had done, and from which
there was no escape. I was bound to a girl whose sweet disposition and
great beauty were her only attractions, and whose environments made me
shudder. I could not bring her to Crompton Place and introduce her to my
friends, and I did not know what to do.
"Tom was furious when he heard of it, and suggested suicide and divorce,
and everything else that was bad. But Dora's eyes held me for two weeks,
and then I became so disillusionized and so sick of my surroundings,
that I was nearly ready to follow Tom's advice and blow out my brains.
"'If you won't kill yourself,' he said, 'send the girl home to Florida,
and leave her there till you make up your mind what to do. There must be
some way to untie that knot. If not, you are in for it.'
"I sent her home, and after two or three weeks, during which Tom and I
revolved a hundred plans, I decided on one, and went to see her in her
home--and such a home! A log-house in a palmetto clearing, with a
foolish old grandmother who did not know enough to ask or care what I
was to Eudora. I could not endure it, and I told Eudora how impossible
it was for me to take her North until she had some education and
knowledge of the world. I would leave her, I said, until I could decide
upon a school to which I would send her, and, as it would be absurd for
a married woman to be attending school, she was to retain her maiden
name of Harris, and tell no one of our marriage until I gave her
permission to do so. I think she would have jumped into the river at my
bidding, and she promised all that I required.
"'I shall never tell I am your wife until you say I may,' she said to me
when I left her, but there was a look in her eyes like that I once saw
in a pet dog I had shot, and which in dying licked my hands.
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