The Ingoldsby Legends; or, Mirth and MarvelsIngoldsby, Thomas
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The Ingoldsby Legends; or, Mirth and Marvels
Ingoldsby, Thomas
English fiction -- 19th century; English poetry -- 19th century; English wit and humor; Humorous poetry, English
"Naturally supposing that these insinuations were intended to intimate
the partaking of some deleterious substance on the part of the invalid,
I inquired what reason she had for imagining, in the first place, that
anything of a poisonous nature had been administered at all; and,
secondly, what possible incitement any human being could have for the
perpetration of so foul a deed towards so innocent and unoffending
an individual? Her answer considerably relieved the apprehensions I
had begun to entertain lest the poor girl should, from some unknown
cause, have herself been attempting to rush uncalled into the presence
of her Creator; at the same time, it surprised me not a little by
its apparent want of rationality and common sense. She had no reason
to believe, she said, that her sister had taken poison, or that any
attempt upon her life had been made, or was, perhaps, contemplated,
but that 'still malice was at work,--the malice of villains or fiends,
or of both combined; that no causes purely natural would suffice to
account for the state in which her sister had been now twice placed,
or for the dreadful sufferings she had undergone while in that
state;' and that she was determined the whole affair should undergo
a thorough investigation. Seeing that the poor girl was now herself
labouring under a great degree of excitement, I did not think it
necessary to enter at that moment into a discussion upon the absurdity
of her opinion, but applied myself to the tranquillising her mind by
assurances of a proper inquiry, and then drew her attention to the
symptoms of the indisposition, and the way in which it had first made
its appearance.
"The violence of the storm last night had, I found, induced the whole
family to sit up far beyond their usual hour, till, wearied out at
length, and, as their mother observed, 'tired of burning fire and
candle to no purpose,' they repaired to their several chambers.
"The sisters occupied the same room; Elizabeth was already at their
humble toilet, and had commenced the arrangement of her hair for the
night, when her attention was at once drawn from her employment by a
half-smothered shriek and exclamation from her sister, who, in her
delicate state of health, had found walking up two flights of stairs,
perhaps a little more quickly than usual, an exertion, to recover from
which she had seated herself in a large arm-chair.
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