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"I will withdraw." stammered Kindar, "I am de trop. I have no right to interfere between Lord Elliot and his wife. I take my leave." He tried to step through the door, but the powerful hand of Lord Elliot held him back.
"Never, never, will that marriage take place!" cried Camilla, springing from the divan and gazing with abhorrence upon Kindar. "It will take place!" said Lord Elliot, firmly and imperiously; "you love him, you betrayed me for his sake he is a base coward, despised by every man, but still you will marry him. We are divorced, and the king commands this marriage.
"My husband has been, as I said, in Copenhagen for eight weeks, and has already entreated me to join him with the child, as I have entirely recovered." "The barbarian!" murmured Kindar. But yesterday I received a letter from my husband, in which he no longer entreats me, but dares, as he himself expresses it, to command me to leave Berlin two days after the receipt of his letter."
I am a woman, but I would scorn such cowardice. I would despise the man I loved most fondly if he were guilty of such an act of shame." Camilla was much excited; she did not notice how Kindar started, turned pale, and fixed his eyes on the floor. She was so charmed with the courage of her beau cousin that she could think of nothing else.
While Lord Elliot spoke, Camilla stared in breathless agony at her cousin. She seemed to hope to read in his pale face the explanation of this incomprehensible riddle; she expected him to command her husband to be silent, and to offer him some new insult. But Kindar did not speak, and Camilla came to a desperate resolution.
Out of regard to your own family, he insists upon your immediate marriage with Baron Kindar, who has been dismissed from the king's service." "No, no," cried Camilla, "I will never marry him! Leave me, sir I will never become the wife of this man!"
"But that is tyranny which passes all bounds," cried Kindar. "Does this wise lord think that his wife must obey him as a slave? Ah, Camilla, you owe it to yourself to show him that you are a free-born woman, whom no one dare command, not even a husband." "How shall I show him that?" asked Camilla. "By remaining here," whispered Kindar.
Kindar explained minutely how he had compelled Lord Elliot, who for a long time avoided and fled from him, to fight a duel with him. How he forced him on his knees to acknowledge that he had done his wife injustice, and to apologize for the insult he had offered to Kindar, in charging him with being the lover of his pure and virtuous wile.
"In the next room, madame, a priest is waiting, who, at the express command of his majesty, will now perform the marriage ceremony." Camilla uttered a loud shriek and fell senseless into the arms of le beau cousin, who advanced toward her at a nod from the general. When consciousness returned, the priest was before her and Kindar at her side.
And to place the crown upon his jealousy, he betrayed the secret of his suspicions to my stepfather, and demanded of him the friendly service of accompanying me to all fetes and balls, and to prevent you from approaching me." "Am I then so dangerous?" said Kindar, with a faint smile.
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