The Wizard's Son, Vol. 2 (of 3)Oliphant, Mrs. (Margaret)
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The Wizard's Son, Vol. 2 (of 3)
Oliphant, Mrs. (Margaret)
Great Britain -- Fiction; Inheritance and succession -- Fiction; Supernatural -- Fiction
It seemed to the young man that the change all about and around him was
something miraculous. He seemed to stand on a calm eminence and look
back upon the angry waters which he had escaped with a shiver at the
dangers past, and a sense of relief which was indescribable. If he could
get Katie to marry him that calm perhaps might become permanent. There
would be no guilt in doing this, there would be no wrong to any one. And
then he thought of Oona on the beach, looking after his boat. What was
she thinking then, he wondered? Did she ever think of him now? Did she
remember him at all? Had she not rather dismissed that little episode
from her mind like a dream? He sighed as he thought of her, and
wondered, with wistful half-inquiries; but, after all, there was no
ground for inquiries, and no doubt she had forgotten him long ago. Other
questions altogether came into his mind with the thought of Katie
Williamson. If he married her would not all the elements of evil which
he had felt to be so strong, which had risen into such force, and
against which he had been unable to contend--would they not all be
lulled for ever? It would be no yielding to the power that had somehow,
he no longer reasoned how, got him in its clutches: but it would be a
compromise. He had not been bidden to seek this wealthy bride, but in
his heart he felt that this way peace lay. It would be a compromise. It
would be promoting the interests of the family. Her wealth would add
greatly to the importance of the house of Erradeen. And if he made up
his mind to a step which had so many advantages, would it not in some
sort be the signing of a treaty, the establishment of peace? He thought
with a shudder, out of this quiet in which his spirit lay, of those
conflicts from which he had escaped. He was like a man on firm land
contemplating the horrors of the stormy sea from which he had escaped,
but amid which he might be plunged again. It was possible that the
disposition in which that sea itself should be braved, rather than
accept its alternative, might return to him again. But at the present
moment, in full enjoyment of so many more pleasures, and with the
struggles of the former period in his mind, he shuddered at the
prospect. Katie, it seemed to him, would be a compromise with fate.
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