The Curse of Carne's Hold: A Tale of AdventureHenty, G. A. (George Alfred)
History
The Curse of Carne's Hold: A Tale of Adventure
Henty, G. A. (George Alfred)
South Africa -- History -- Frontier Wars, 1811-1878 -- Juvenile fiction
Certainly, from the tone of his voice, he had believed that Ronald
Mervyn was on the point of using violence to Margaret, and if the man
was really not altogether right in his head there was no saying what he
might do. As for himself, he laughed at the threats that had been
uttered against him. Mad or sane, he had not the slightest fear of
Ronald Mervyn. But if, as was likely enough, this mad-brained fellow
tried to fix a quarrel upon him in some public way, it might be horribly
unpleasant--so unpleasant that he did not care to think of it. He
consoled himself by hoping that when Mervyn's first burst of passion had
calmed down, he might look at the matter in a more reasonable light, and
see that at any rate he could not bring about a public quarrel without
Margaret's name being in some way drawn into it; that her cousin could
not wish, however angry he might be with her.
It was an unpleasant business. If Margaret accepted him, he would take
her away from all these associations. It was marvellous that she was so
bright and cheerful, knowing this horrible story about that Spanish
woman, and that there was a taint in the blood. That brother of hers,
too, was enough to keep the story always in her mind. The doctor was
certainly right about him. Of course he wasn't mad, but there was
something strange about him, and at times you caught him looking at you
in an unpleasant sort of way.
"He is always very civil," the lieutenant muttered to himself; "in fact,
wonderfully civil and hospitable, and all that. Still I never feel quite
at my ease with him. If I had been a rich man, and they had been hard
up, I should have certainly suspected there was a design in his
invitations, and that he wanted me to marry Margaret; but, of course,
that is absurd. He can't tell that I have a penny beyond my pay; and a
girl like Margaret might marry any one she liked, at any rate out of
Devonshire. Perhaps he may not have liked the idea of her marrying this
cousin of hers; and no doubt he is right there, and seeing, as I daresay
he did see, that I was taken with Margaret, he thought it better to give
me a chance than to let her marry Mervyn.
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