The discarded daughter; or, The children of the isleSouthworth, Emma Dorothy Eliza Nevitte
General
The discarded daughter; or, The children of the isle
Southworth, Emma Dorothy Eliza Nevitte
Chesapeake Bay Region (Md. and Va.) -- Fiction; Inheritance and succession -- Fiction; Maryland -- Fiction
“I cannot, Magnus. I do not feel the least inclined to sleep. I feel as
though I had had a very long sleep. I feel quite fresh and renewed,
though a little weak, as from want of nourishment. Besides, day is
breaking. It is time to rise. This is the day you were to depart for the
backwoods, and you intended to have made an early start. I cannot hinder
you. I must rise. We must have one more social meal together, and then
depart to our several duties.” Alice spoke in a low, calm tone, but
covered her face to conceal the quivering features.
Magnus seized the chance to draw Elsie aside, to whisper hurriedly in
her ear:
“Elsie, she must know all about it. She is strong enough to bear the
knowledge, and so it is perfectly safe to break it to her gently. In
fact, to tell her the truth is the only safe plan. Her providential
recovery from apparent death must not be made known to anyone for the
present, or until General Garnet’s secret disposition is ascertained and
can be safely trusted. She has nothing to hope from him; she shall have
nothing to fear. She must be perfectly secure from his persecutions and
annoyances, until he is in a better frame of mind. This I think the
safety of her life and of her reason demands. I consider that she is
providentially dead to General Garnet and living to us. She must
accompany us to the West. We must be en route within an hour, lest the
old sexton returns and discovers all. Listen, I will go back to the
church and restore everything there to such complete order that no
suspicion shall be excited. And while I am gone, do you assist her to
arise, if she wishes it. When she gets up and looks about her, she will
see where she is, and that will greatly prepare her for my explanation.
If she asks you any questions refer her to me alone for explanation.
There, love, is the bundle of clothing you put up in your haste when
about to leave Deep Dell. I brought it from the carriage just now, while
you were talking with your mother. Get your double wrapper out, and slip
it on her before the window-shutter is opened. I would not have her see
that garb suddenly.” And having given these hasty directions Magnus
hurried out to the chapel, and having restored everything there to
primal order, returned to the cottage. He found Alice sitting up by the
fire with her hands clasped, and her head bowed with a look of deep
thoughtfulness. Elsie had hung the tea-kettle on to make coffee, and had
set the table, and was now handing out the contents of the old man’s
cupboard.
As Dr. Hardcastle entered, Alice, without raising her head, held out her
hand to him, saying:
“Magnus, come here. Where am I?”
And Dr. Hardcastle went and drew a chair to her side, and took her hand,
and slowly, and gently, and cautiously made known to her the events of
the last two days. Alice made no comment.
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