The Curse of Carne's Hold: A Tale of AdventureHenty, G. A. (George Alfred)
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The Curse of Carne's Hold: A Tale of Adventure
Henty, G. A. (George Alfred)
South Africa -- History -- Frontier Wars, 1811-1878 -- Juvenile fiction
"I am not proved to be innocent, though I am not proved to be guilty.
They have given me the benefit of the doubt; but to the end of my life
half the world will believe I did it. Do you think I would go through
life to be pointed at as the man who murdered his cousin? I would rather
blow out my brains to-night. No, you will never see me again till the
verdict of guilty has been passed on the wretch who murdered my cousin.
Good-bye. I know that you believe me innocent, but I will not take your
hands now. When you think it over, you will see as well as I do that
you couldn't have a man in the regiment against whom men as he passed
would whisper 'murderer.' God bless you all." And Ronald Mervyn turned
and walked rapidly away. One or two of the officers would have followed
him, but the colonel stopped them.
"Leave him alone, lads, leave him alone. We should feel as he does were
we in his place. Good Heavens! how he must have suffered. Still, he's
right, and however much we pity him, we cannot think otherwise. At the
present moment it is clear that he could not remain in the regiment."
As soon as the crowd had turned away, Dr. Arrowsmith made his way to the
point where Ruth had been standing. Somewhat to his surprise he found
her still on her feet. She was leaning back in the corner with her eyes
closed, and the tears streaming down her cheeks.
"Come, my dear," he said, putting his arm under hers, "let us be moving.
Thank God it has all ended right."
"Thank God, indeed, doctor," she murmured. "I had hardly hoped it, and
yet I have prayed so much that it might be so."
The doctor found that though able to stand while supported by the wall,
Ruth was unable to walk. With the aid of a policeman he supported her
from the court, placed her in a vehicle, and took her to an hotel.
"There, my dear," he said, when Ruth had been assisted up to a bedroom
by two of the maids, "now you go to bed, and lie there till to-morrow
morning. I will have a basin of strong broth sent you up presently. It's
quite out of the question your thinking of going home to-night. I have
several friends in the town, and am glad of the excuse to stay over the
night. I will call for you at ten o'clock in the morning; the train goes
at half-past ten; I will have your breakfast sent up here. I will go
down to the station now. There are lots of people over here from
Carnesford, and I will send a messenger back to your mother, saying that
you have got through it better than I expected, but I wanted you to have
a night's rest, and you will be home in the morning."
"Thank you, doctor; that is kind of you," Ruth murmured.
"Help her into bed, girls. She has been ill, and has had a very trying
day. Don't ask her any questions, but just get her into bed as soon as
you can."
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