The Kings of the East: A Romance of the Near FutureGrier, Sydney C.
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The Kings of the East: A Romance of the Near Future
Grier, Sydney C.
Palestine -- Fiction; Political fiction; Speculative fiction; Zionism -- Fiction
“Lida, this is childish. Michael can give you a crown, and you don’t
find crowns hanging on every bush. The eligible princes of Europe are
not contending for the light of your _beaux yeux_, my dear--far from
it. You must take what you can get, or you will end by getting
nothing.”
“It’s very hard,” pouted Princess Lida, “that the only person I can
get should be so horrid. Bettine had no trouble of this kind. Look how
devoted Albrecht is to her.”
“I know he is, my dear child; but that can’t be helped. Bettine’s
marriage was arranged for her just as yours was, and we could not tell
how differently Michael and Albrecht would turn out. Of course
circumstances were more favourable at the time of her wedding. Your
father’s death, and your brother’s unkind behaviour in depriving us of
a home, place us in a difficult position at present, and Michael does
not show the consideration he might. But for your comfort, Lida, I
will say this. Michael is one of the most pliable men I know, if you
take him the right way. Once get rid of his present companions, and
make yourself necessary to him, and he will be your devoted slave as
long as you take care not to pull the chain too tight.”
“I should like to snap it at once. I don’t want to marry him. Mamma,
you married for love, didn’t you?”
“My dear Lida!” The Princess was shocked. “Who has been talking to you
of such things? You have picked up a wrong idea, of course. What
really happened was only that when my father chose to turn against the
lover whom he had himself recommended to me, I did not.”
“I knew that was it! And you married him?”
“I did; but then, you see, we had been allowed to fall in love with
one another. I have taken care that there should be no complication of
the sort in your case.”
“But Bettine and Albrecht love one another.”
“My dear child, pray don’t cavil. I mean, of course, that I have taken
care you should have no chance of falling in love with any one but the
man you are to marry.”
“But he doesn’t love me.”
“You are becoming a little tiresome, Lida. There were unfortunate
circumstances which obliged me to hasten on your betrothal before
Michael had perceived the nature of his feeling for you, and unhappily
he resents being bound, as he considers it. But I have already said
that you will be able to set things right as soon as you are married,
if you go the right way to work.”
“But, mamma, you say you were right in disobeying your father because
it was for your lover’s sake. If I had a lover, mamma----?” She came
forward a little with clasped hands, and her eyes rested entreatingly
on her mother’s face. The Princess laughed coldly.
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