"You will leave me here?"
"Heavens! I must," he groaned; "we are the sport of circ.u.mstances. Oh, my darling!" he continued, "you know my story, and my vengeance."
"I know it all," she whispered. "I would wish to die if I could die by your hand."
"I will save you. Oh, love--oh, soul of mine--my arms are around you!
You are watched--but watched by me."
"You do not know," she sighed. "Alas! your father"s voice must be obeyed, and your vengeance must be taken."
"Fear not," said he; "I will guard you."
She answered nothing. Could she confide in his a.s.surance? She could not.
She thought with horror of the life before her. What could Brandon do?
She could not imagine.
They stood thus in silence for a long time. Each felt that this was their last meeting, and each threw all life and all thought into the rapture of this long and ecstatic embrace. After this the impa.s.sable gulf must reopen. She was of the blood of the accursed. They must separate forever.
He kissed her. He pressed her a thousand times to his heart. His burning kisses forced a new and feverish life into her, which roused all her nature. Never before had he dared so to fling open all his soul to her; never before had he so clasped her to his heart; but now this moment was a break in the agony of a long separation--a short interval which must soon end and give way to the misery which had preceded it--and so he yielded to the rapture of the hour, and defied the future.
The moments extended themselves. They were left thus for a longer time than they hoped. Potts did not come. They were still clinging to one another. She had flung her arms around him in the anguish of her unspeakable love, he had clasped her to his wildly-throbbing heart, and he was straining her there recklessly and despairingly, when suddenly a harsh voice burst upon their ears.
"The devil!"
Beatrice did not hear it. Brandon did, and turned his face. Potts stood before them.
"Mr. Potts!" said he, as he still held Beatrice close to his heart, "this poor young lady is in wretched health. She nearly fainted. I had to almost carry her to the window. Will you be good enough to open it, so as to give her some air? Is she subject to these faints? Poor child!" he said; "the air of this place ought surely to do you good. I sympathize with you most deeply, Mr. Potts."
"She"s sickly--that"s a fact," said Potts. "I"m very sorry that you have had so much trouble--I hope you"ll excuse me. I only thought that she"d entertain you, for she"s very clever. Has all the accomplishments--"
"Perhaps you"d better call some one to take care of her," interrupted Brandon.
"Oh, I"ll fetch some one. I"m sorry it happened so. I hope you won"t blame me, Sir," said Potts, humbly, and he hurried out of the room.
Beatrice had not moved. She heard Brandon speak to some one, and at first gave herself up for lost, but in an instant she understood the full meaning of his words. To his admirable presence of mind she added her own. She did not move, but allowed her head to rest where it was, feeling a delicious joy in the thought that Potts was looking on and was utterly deceived. When he left to call a servant she raised her head and gave Brandon a last look expressive of her deathless, her unutterable love. Again and again he pressed her to his heart. Then the noise of servants coming in roused him. He gently placed her on a sofa, and supported her with a grave and solemn face.
"Here, Mrs. Compton. Take charge of her," said Potts. "She"s been trying to faint."
Mrs. Compton came up, and kneeling down kissed Beatrice"s hands. She said nothing.
"Oughtn"t she to have a doctor?" said Brandon.
"Oh no--she"ll get over it. Take her to her room, Mrs. Compton."
"Can the poor child walk?" asked Brandon.
Beatrice rose. Mrs. Compton asked her to take her arm. She did so, and leaning heavily upon it, walked away.
[Ill.u.s.tration: "THE DEVIL!" ... POTTS STOOD BEFORE THEM.]
"She seems very delicate," said Brandon. "I did not know that you had a daughter."
Potts sighed.
"I have," said he, "to my sorrow."
"To your sorrow!" said Brandon, with exquisitely simulated sympathy.
"Yes," replied the other. "I wouldn"t tell it to every one--but you, Mr.
Smithers, are different from most people. You see I have led a roving life. I had to leave her out in China for many years with a female guardian. I suppose she was not very well taken care of. At any rate, she got acquainted out there with a strolling Italian vagabond, a drum-major in one of the regiments, named Langhetti, and this villain gained her affections by his h.e.l.lish arts. He knew that I was rich, and, like an unprincipled adventurer, tried to get her, hoping to get a fortune. I did not know any thing about this till after her arrival home. I sent for her some time ago and she came. From the first she was very sulky. She did not treat me like a daughter at all. On one occasion she actually abused me and called me names to my face. She called me a Thug! What do you think of that, Mr. Smithers?"
The other said nothing, but there was in his face a horror which Potts considered as directed toward his unnatural offspring.
"She was discontented here, though I let her have every thing. I found out in the end all about it. At last she actually ran away. She joined this infamous Langhetti, whom she had discovered in some way or other.
They lived together for some time, and then went to London, where she got a situation as an actress. You can imagine by that," said Potts, with sanctimonious horror, "how low she had fallen.
"Well, I didn"t know what to do. I was afraid to make a public demand for her through the law, for then it would all get into the papers; it would be an awful disgrace, and the whole county would know it. So I waited, and a few weeks ago I went to London. A chance occurred at last which threw her in my way. I pointed out to her the awful nature of the life she was leading, and offered to forgive her all if she would only come back. The poor girl consented, and here she is. But I"m very much afraid," said Potts in conclusion, with a deep sigh, "that her const.i.tution is broken up. She"s very feeble."
Brandon said nothing.
"Excuse me for troubling you with my domestic affairs; but I thought I ought to explain, for you have had such trouble with her yourself."
"Oh, don"t mention it. I quite pitied the poor child, I a.s.sure you; and I sincerely hope that the seclusion of this place, combined with the pure sea-air, may restore her spirits and invigorate her in mind as well as in body. And now, Mr. Potts, I will mention the little matter that brought me here. I have had business in Cornwall, and was on my way home when I received a letter summoning me to America. I may have to go to California. I have a very honest servant, whom I have quite a strong regard for, and I am anxious to put him in some good country house till I get back. I"m afraid to trust him in London, and I can"t take him with me. He is a Hindu, but speaks English and can do almost any thing. I at once remembered you, especially as you were close by me, and thought that In your large establishment you might find a place for him. How is it?"
"My dear Sir, I shall be proud and happy. I should like, above all things, to have a man here who is recommended by one like you. The fact is, my servants are all miserable, and a good one can not often be had.
I shall consider it a favor if I can get him."
"Well, that is all arranged--I have a regard for him, as I said before, and want to have him in a pleasant situation. His name is Asgeelo, but we are in the habit of calling him Cato--"
"Cato! a very good name. Where is he now?"
"At the hotel. I will send him to you at once," said Brandon, rising.
"The sooner the better," returned Potts.
"By-the-way, my junior speaks very encouragingly about the prospects of the Brandon Bank--"
"Does he?" cried Potts, gleefully. "Well, I do believe we"re going ahead of every thing."
"That"s right. Boldness is the true way to success."
"Oh, never fear. We are bold enough."
"Good. But I am hurried, and I must go. I will send Asgeelo up, and give him a letter."
With these words Brandon bowed an adieu and departed. Before evening Asgeelo was installed as one of the servants.