World's End: A Story in Three BooksJefferies, Richard
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World's End: A Story in Three Books
Jefferies, Richard
England -- Fiction; Inheritance and succession -- Fiction; Murder -- Fiction
It happened at this time that, on the seventh day after Violet’s
arrival, the famous singer, Mademoiselle F—o, of whom all the world was
talking, was to sing for one night only in the Sternhold Hall.
Theodore, finding that she was getting restless and thoughtful, seized
upon this opportunity to while away her gloom. He proposed that she
should accompany him to the theatre or hall, and Violet, who had never
heard an opera in her life, was naturally enough delighted to go. They
went, and as it chanced it was the very night that Aymer and poor Fulk
chose to make their escape. Thus it was that Theodore’s eye caught
sight of Fulk, the moment the commotion caused by his late entrance
attracted his attention. Violet was extremely pleased; the notes of the
music and song filled her with an exquisite enjoyment. She was very
beautiful, leaning over the front of her box, and scores of glasses
were directed at her. Had she known that at that very moment Aymer was
risking his life to escape!
The difficulty in this history-writing is to describe two or three
events at the same moment. The eye can only read one line at a time,
how then are you to bring two scenes at once before it? Some allowance
must be made for the infirmities of the pen. There were two scenes
proceeding at the moment that Theodore’s eye fell upon Fulk—three
scenes, if you reckon the opera on the stage. First, poor Fulk
shivering with terror, struggling to escape, the crowd round execrating
him, his mind in a whirl, reproaching himself with his folly, and the
tall figure of Theodore, who had come down from the box, pointing him
out to an attendant and pushing forward to seize him. On the stage, La
Sonnambula was uttering her sweetest trill; Marese Baskette’s mistress
in the full height of her glory, with hundreds upon hundreds of the
élite of that great city intent upon her every accent—hundreds upon
hundreds of well-dressed, fashionable, wealthy ladies and gentlemen,
most of whom knew her connection with Marese, the popular M.P., were
there. This very knowledge attracted them in shoals. This was scene
two.
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