The MS. in a Red BoxHamilton, John A. (John Arthur)
History
The MS. in a Red Box
Hamilton, John A. (John Arthur)
Axholme, Isle of (England) -- History -- Fiction
I looked at the old gentleman, who smiled on me benignly, as if
confident in his knowledge of the heart of woman, and wondered whether
he could by any possibility be right. Or was he deluding himself about
his daughter's happiness, because he longed so much himself to be
restored to home and friends and congenial pursuits? It might be true
enough that Anna did not really love me, that I could well believe; but
it was incredible she could love a beast like Vliet. While I sat
silent, word was brought of Vermuijden's arrival, and of his wish to
see the doctor and Anna. So I was left alone to ruminate. Some things
which the doctor had said puzzled me not a little. As for what he had
spoken against the Isle, I cared not a jot, nor was I much troubled
about the low state of my fortune, which, in my youthful confidence, I
hoped to mend in no long time. Could he be speaking truth when he said
that Anna really chose to become the wife of Vliet? That was the
question. I could not but think that her avoidance of me pointed that
way. And yet, what passed near the gallows looked rather as if she
gave her word to Vliet out of pure desire to save my life. But that
promise, extorted under threat, and a threat which Vliet himself could
not in his sober senses attempt to justify, could not be held binding.
It was absurd to think it a sacred pledge. Nor could I believe Anna
light-minded and fickle, even if her father accused her. Only one
thing was clear to me--that I must have speech with Anna. While I sat
pondering, I heard a knock at the door, and the buxom Martha came in to
say Luke had returned and awaited my pleasure. Her bright, honest face
was good to see, and I fell into talk with her. I asked her whether
she had heard what passed between Mistress Goel and Vliet last evening.
"Nearly all, sir," she answered, "and wished I was a man for the first
time in my life."
"Why so?"
"That I might have the strength to kill him then and there for
torturing the brightest, sweetest lady on earth."
"He demanded a promise that she would marry him within three months,
did he not?"
"Oh yes. He took no heed of reason or warning. He said you should
die, whatever might afterwards happen to him, unless she gave him her
word on the spot before witnesses."
"And Doctor Goel can think his daughter will be happy with him!" I said
to myself, in amazement.
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