The Mystery of M. FelixFarjeon, B. L. (Benjamin Leopold)
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The Mystery of M. Felix
Farjeon, B. L. (Benjamin Leopold)
Detective and mystery stories; English fiction -- 19th century
"Had my brother lived," said Leonard, "the time would have come when
he would have been compelled to make the disclosure himself. Being
gone, the duty which was his devolves upon me. It may be that he would
have righted the wrong he did you, for he was weak and easily
prevailed upon. I do not seek to excuse him, and it is certain that he
acted as he deemed best when he deceived you. Are you attending to me?
Shall I go on?"
"Yes," she gasped, "go on."
"When you were lying at death's door in the village to which you had
flown, the name of which you probably remember--" He purposely paused
here, to afford her an opportunity of answering him.
"I do not remember it," she said. "If I heard it, it has gone from me.
My mind was a blank."
"He was informed by the doctor," continued Leonard, with guilty
satisfaction, "who attended you that there was only one means of
restoring your reason, and that was to make you his wife. It was then
he conceived the idea of a sham marriage ceremony. It must be clear to
you, as it is to every person gifted with common-sense, that it was
not possible for you to marry him or any man in your state of mind. No
minister would have sanctioned such a marriage, and you could not,
therefore, be married in church. It was easy for Gerald to devise a
mock civil marriage, and to carry you away immediately to a foreign
country in order that you should not discover the deception. You have
been witness of the love which existed between him and me; his death
is to me an irreparable loss. I endeavored to dissuade him from his
purpose, but he would not listen to me: weak and amiable as he was, he
had a soul of obstinacy when his mind was strongly set, and my words
of counsel fell upon ears which were deaf to all the arguments I could
use. I saw that there was a danger that the strong love we had for
each other might be sapped if I thwarted him, and I could bear
anything but that. My dear, dear brother! His spirit is with me day
and night, and I forgive him for the action, although many would
condemn him for it. Now, perhaps, you can understand why you are
looked upon with disfavor here in this place--with something more than
disfavor, indeed, with repugnance. They regard your presence as a
shame and a scandal, and young girls are enjoined by their parents to
avoid you. Since my dear Gerald's death the true story of your
relations with him has in some way become known. It is not unlikely
that he himself confided it to some person, perhaps to the village
priest; and, to speak plainly, your position here is a little worse
than it was in your native town in England, from which you had to fly.
It is out of a feeling of kindness to you that I tell you it will be
best for you to leave as soon as possible. The simple people will not
tolerate you among them, and they may show their feelings toward you
in a more practical manner than they have yet done. To enable you to
escape I have a proposition to make to you, if you care to listen to
it."
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