The Flower of the Flock, Volume 2 (of 3)Egan, Pierce
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The Flower of the Flock, Volume 2 (of 3)
Egan, Pierce
Fiction
He paused, for his throat swelled, and there was a gush of water in
his eyes that made the lighted window upon which they rested dim and
indistinct.
“What now shall be my future course?” he continued with deep emotion;
“my ambition is strangled in its birth. Fame! what have I to do with
fame? sought only that my hour of triumph should be rewarded by her
sweet smile of joy. What to me the rank in which high success would
place me, if her eyes, glowing with gratified pride at sight of the
honours I had won, were lost to me? No; life hath no more a motive to
render it worth its endurance. A rifle and the prairies of the Far
West shall be my world; there at least in the vast solitudes I can,
uninterrupted, dwell upon her memory, revel in glorious visions of her
angel face”----
A hand placed lightly upon his shoulder interrupted his soliloquy.
He turned sharply to find at his side Colonel Mires.
“A word with you,” he said to Hal, abruptly. “Follow me.”
“No!” returned Hal, coldly. “What _you_ can have to say to me can as
well be said here as elsewhere. We are unobserved.”
“In sight of that window it is, perhaps, as well,” returned the Colonel.
There was a pause for a moment; Hal made no remark upon the insinuation
thus conveyed, and the Colonel proceeded----
“With you I ought to have no difficulty in coming to the point,” he
said. With one in a different position my task would not be so easy,
therefore I at once say I perceive that you with ignorant audacity”----
“Sir,” cried Hal, fiercely.
“Hear me out”----
“Not another word, if such expressions are to be addressed to me. I
will submit to insult from no man breathing; he who attempts it had need
beware of a strong arm, and a spirit which never yet bent or quailed
before a danger.”
“It is not my design to insult you. I gain no end by it; if I use plain
terms, attribute it to my desire to describe exactly the act of one of
mean birth aspiring to ally himself to a house with a pedigree extending
to the Norman Conquest”----
“Colonel Mires, as few words, if you please, between us as possible;
briefly state the object of your seeking this interview with me. My
answer shall be clear, decided, and prompt as short.”
“Be it so. An accident has enabled you to render a service to Miss
Wilton. The firemen of London nightly do the same thing to hundreds,
and are content with the fee they receive as their reward. You, on the
contrary, with, as I have said, ig”----
“I warn you to be choice in your terms!”
“You actually, on account of the common deed you performed, have
inflated yourself with a monstrous notion that you might aspire to the
hand of a young lady of birth and wealth. You have, perhaps, been led to
nurse this ridiculous conception, because Miss Wilton, with the true
and refined courtesy of a well-bred lady, has extended towards you a
kindness of manner she would have displayed to the very fireman you
forestalled, if he had been the person who rescued her from the peril
she was in.”
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