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The means of her restoration to home and society were at hand. The only difficulty now was to discover the best method of establishing her rights. Against Jaspar and Maxwell they cherished no ill-will, they had no desire to punish them for their wicked designs. Uncle Nathan, too, was in the "full enjoyment of his mind."
The body of the deceased lady was claimed by Dalhousie, in behalf of Jaspar, and interred in Vicksburg. In company with the new overseer and his wife, Jaspar returned the next day to Bellevue. "Say quick! quoth he; I bid thee say, What manner of man art thou? "Forthwith, this frame of mine was wrenched With a woful agony, Which forced me to begin my tale; And then it left me free."
Then the figure of a man shakes itself in the snow, and a voice says: "Ay, ay, sir!" Yes, it is Gaspe Toujours! And beside him lies Jeff Hyde, and alive. "Ay, ay, sir, alive!" Jaspar Hume's mind was itself again. It had but suffered for a moment the agony of delirium. Gaspe Toujours and Jeff Hyde had lain down in the tent the night of the great wind, and had gone to sleep at once.
"A request," replied Henry, proudly, "which I shall entirely disregard." "Then, by you will receive the penalty of your obstinacy!" said Jaspar, in a passion. "I am not to be intimidated by threats." "Do not provoke him, Henry" said Emily, fearful for the safety of him whom the last hour had doubly endeared to her. "Mr. Dumont, her request I will obey," and Carroll walked forward.
"Sorry to trouble you, sir," said Jaspar, as the gentleman entered the apartment; "but I am much interested in the fate of several persons who were passengers on board the Chalmetta." "No trouble, Mr. Dumont, I am extremely happy to serve you," replied Dalhousie, whose obsequious manners were ample evidence of his sincerity.
Dalhousie, having effected the object which brought him to the library, soon grew tired of the planter's arguments, and edged towards the door, through which he rather rudely made his exit. Jaspar again relapsed into the moody melancholy from which the presence of the overseer had roused him. Sinking back into his chair, he again was a prey to the armed fears that continually goaded him.
Removing the screws, he soon had the satisfaction of holding in his hand the packet which, he doubted not, would restore the heiress of Bellevue to her home and her estates, if she were still alive; or which would give him a hold upon Jaspar, by means of which he could make his fortune. Dalhousie was not a natural-born villain.
"Ye ain't tuk a notion that yer goin' to die?" "Nothing ails me, Jaspar," her voice was strong and steady. "I'm strong as I was twenty year ago, or nearly so. I kin begin life over agen, ef I hev to." "Who said you hed to?" enquired her husband fiercely. "Who said you hed to?" he repeated. "Susan Jane Fullalove? I'd like ter wring her dam neck. Oh, it wan't her, eh?
The sight of Jaspar, and the thought of his own responsibility, recalled his prudence; and he hastened to retrieve his error by escaping to his hiding-place in the box, in which no one thought of searching for a living man.
Jaspar sneered at this last remark; but the attorney was too useful an adviser at that moment to be lightly provoked, and he suppressed the angry exclamation which rose to his lips. "How would the slave jail do?" said he, with a fiendish smile. "Too public. Our object is to save the man's life, an act of humanity; but we must not endanger our own safety."
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