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And with this mere pride of the understanding might be connected that of the sex; she had attained the years when woman is curious to know and to sound her power. To inflame Dalibard's cupidity or ambition was easy; but to touch his heart, that marble heart! this had its dignity and its charm.
Was not Dalibard the nearest? These hopes and speculations did not, as we have seen, absorb the restless and rank energies of Dalibard's crooked, but capacious and grasping intellect.
Sir Miles himself, informed by his valet of Dalibard's wrestle with the doctor, felt a profound gratitude and reverent wonder for the simple means to which he probably owed his restoration; and he listened, with a docility which Dalibard was not prepared to expect, to his learned secretary's urgent admonitions as to the life he must lead if he desired to live at all.
The lecture was absorbing; and absorbed in the book Lucretia still was, when she heard Dalibard's voice behind: he was looking over her shoulder. "A strange selection for so fair a student! En fant, play not with such weapons." "But is this all true?" "True, though scarce a fragment of the truth. The physician was a sorry chemist and a worse philosopher.
Once he had marked, on returning home at twilight, a figure lurking by the house; and something, in the quickness with which it turned from his gaze, joined to his knowledge of Dalibard's apprehensions, made him mention the circumstance to his father when he entered. Dalibard bade him hasten with a note, written hurriedly, to an agent of the police, whom he kept lodged near at hand.
An instinct told him that that offence could never be forgiven, and that, henceforth, Lucretia's was a destiny bound up in his own. He thought, too, of Dalibard's warning and threat. But with fear itself came a strange excitement of pleasure, to grapple, if necessary, he a mere child, with such a man! His heart swelled at the thought.
How beautiful at that hour their youth; their very ignorance of their own emotions; their innocent gladness; their sweet trouble! The fell gazer drew a long breath of fiendlike complacency and glee, and her hands opened wide, and then slowly closed, as if she felt them in her grasp. And from that day Percival had his privileged entry into Madame Dalibard's house.
You are not of age yet, Mr. Varney; you are not free from a father's tyrannical control." "The law does not own you as my father, I am told, sir. You have said my name rightly, it is Varney, not Dalibard. We have no rights over each other; so at least says Tom Passmore, and his father's a lawyer!" Dalibard's hand griped his son's arm fiercely.
You are not of age yet, Mr. Varney; you are not free from a father's tyrannical control." "The law does not own you as my father, I am told, sir. You have said my name rightly, it is Varney, not Dalibard. We have no rights over each other; so at least says Tom Passmore, and his father's a lawyer!" Dalibard's hand griped his son's arm fiercely.
This detection of an imposture most familiar to his experience, that of a pretended cripple; the hour of the night; the evil expression on the face of the deceitful guest; Madame Dalibard's familiar intimacy and near connection with Varney, Varney, the visitor to Grabman, who received no visitors but those who desire, not to go to law, but to escape from its penalties; Varney, who had dared to brave the resurrection man in his den, and who seemed so fearlessly at home in abodes where nought but poverty could protect the honest; Varney now, with that strange woman, an inmate of a house in which the master was so young, so inexperienced, so liable to be duped by his own generous nature, all these ideas, vaguely combined, inspired Beck with as vague a terror.
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