The Lock and Key Library: Classic Mystery and Detective Stories: Old Time English
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The Lock and Key Library: Classic Mystery and Detective Stories: Old Time English
Detective and mystery stories; Fiction; Ghost stories
"'Now I have doubts. I may have been misinformed. It's no concern
of mine, anyway; but I had been given to understand. However, I
admit that my own eyes have not confirmed what my ears heard.'
"This speech was irritating on two separate grounds. It implied
that people were talking freely of my attachment, which, until I
had formally acknowledged it, I resented as an impertinence; and it
implied that, from personal observation, Agalma doubted Ottilie's
feelings for me. This alarmed my quick-retreating pride! I, too,
began to doubt. Once let loose on that field, imagination soon saw
shapes enough to confirm any doubt. Ottilie's manner certainly had
seemed less tender--nay, somewhat indifferent--during the last few
days. Had the arrival of that heavy lout, her cousin, anything to
do with this change?
"Not to weary you by recalling all the unfolding stages of this
miserable story with the minuteness of detail which my own memory
morbidly lingers on, I will hurry to the catastrophe. I grew more
and more doubtful of the existence in Ottilie's mind of any feeling
stronger than friendship for me; and as this doubt strengthened,
there arose the flattering suspicion that I was becoming an object
of greater interest to Agalma, who had quite changed her tone
towards me, and had become serious in her speech and manner. Weeks
passed. Ottilie had fallen from her pedestal, and had taken her
place among agreeable acquaintances. One day I suddenly learned
that Ottilie was engaged to her cousin.
"You will not wonder that Agalma, who before this had exercised
great fascination over me, now doubly became an object of the most
tender interest. I fell madly in love. Hitherto I had never known
that passion. My feeling for Ottilie I saw was but the
inarticulate stammerings of the mighty voice which now sounded
throught the depths of my nature. The phrase, madly in love, is no
exaggeration; madness alone knows such a fever of the brain, such a
tumult of the heart. It was not that reason was overpowered; on
the contrary, reason was intensely active, but active with that
logic of flames which lights up the vision of maniacs.
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