The God of Civilization: A RomancePittock, M. A., Mrs.
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The God of Civilization: A Romance
Pittock, M. A., Mrs.
Dime novels; Love stories; Oceania -- Description and travel -- Fiction
“You talk it very nicely Mabel, and I presume you believe what you say;
it is as well that you do, as you are going to marry Ahleka; but I said,
and I meant it too, that I would rather see Etta die than have her marry
one of those heathens, and, mourning for my dead child as deeply as I
do, I still say that I would rather have her dead than married to Uala
or any other beggarly, black-skinned rascal.”
“Captain Gray, your daughter is not dead,” broke in Ahleka. “She has a
much happier fate, for, in all likelihood, she is, before this time,
happily united to the man of her choice, from whom she would not part at
the command of her father.”
“What do you mean, Etta not dead? Do you mean to say that she was not
drowned in the sea-cave? Why didn’t you tell me before we left the
island, that she might still be alive?” exclaimed Captain Gray.
“Because,” replied Ahleka, “I knew that you would part those two fond
hearts which nature had intended for each other.”
“You worthless wretch! how dared you keep it from me, her father? But
what better could I expect from you, a fellow of no principle or
education, than, trickery or deception.”
“You wrong me, Captain Gray; you never asked me of the possibility of
Etta being still alive or I should have felt that I must tell you the
truth, however much I disliked to do so. But, as you asked no one the
question, none felt called upon to betray to you the probable safety of
Etta and Uala, as it would not be keeping faith with those whom we had
every reason to wish to aid in their plan of escape.”
“You are an accursed lot and——”
“Captain Gray, how dare you speak so of the people, who for three years,
have done everything possible for your comfort and happiness,” exclaimed
Mabel. “I left home in your vessel respecting you as my father’s friend,
but I never wish to speak again to you, a man who has shown himself dead
to all feelings of gratitude, lost to all sense of justice. How can you
blame any one for the fact that Etta obeyed the dictates of her
conscience and heart?” Having said which, Mabel took Ahleka’s arm and
walked rapidly to the other end of the vessel. It was with a feeling of
relief that she realized that on the next day they should in all
probability reach San Francisco, then she would no longer be thrown in
contact with a man so repulsive to her as Captain Gray had become.
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