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"And this," said Redlaw, gazing on him with increased repugnance and fear, "is the only one companion I have left on earth!" How long it was before he was aroused from his contemplation of this creature, whom he dreaded so whether half-an-hour, or half the night he knew not. "Here's the woman coming!" he exclaimed. The Chemist stopped him on his way, at the moment when she knocked.
"I am too decayed a wretch to make professions; I recollect my own career too well, to array any such before you. But from the day on which I made my first step downward, in dealing falsely by you, I have gone down with a certain, steady, doomed progression. That, I say." Redlaw, keeping her close at his side, turned his face towards the speaker, and there was sorrow in it.
Not least happy, dear, in this- -that even when my little child was born and dead but a few days, and I was weak and sorrowful, and could not help grieving a little, the thought arose, that if I tried to lead a good life, I should meet in Heaven a bright creature, who would call me, Mother!" Redlaw fell upon his knees, with a loud cry.
"You are so generous," he said, " you ever were that you will try to banish your rising sense of retribution in the spectacle that is before you. I do not try to banish it from myself, Redlaw. If you can, believe me." The Chemist entreated Milly, by a gesture, to come nearer to him; and, as he listened looked in her face, as if to find in it the clue to what he heard.
The young man, who had heard him with increasing agitation, raised his downcast eyes to his face, and clasping his hands together, cried with sudden earnestness and with trembling lips: "Mr. Redlaw! You have discovered me. You know my secret!" "Secret?" said the Chemist, harshly. "I know?" "Yes!
And Redlaw so changed towards him, seeing in him and his youthful choice, the softened shadow of that chastening passage in his own life, to which, as to a shady tree, the dove so long imprisoned in his solitary ark might fly for rest and company, fell upon his neck, entreating them to be his children.
All men and women have their sorrows, most of them their wrongs; ingratitude, and sordid jealousy, and interest, besetting all degrees of life. Who would not forget their sorrows and their wrongs?" "Who would not, truly, and be happier and better for it?" said the Phantom. "These revolutions of years, which we commemorate," proceeded Redlaw, "what do THEY recall!
Redlaw, as alluring her towards him. "Him, you know, my love," said Mr. William. "Down in the Buildings. Tell, my dear! You're the works of Shakespeare in comparison with myself. Down in the Buildings, you know, my love. -Student." "Student?" repeated Mr. Redlaw, raising his head. "That's what I say, sir!" cried Mr. William, in the utmost animation of assent.
"There is good sense and delicacy in what you say, William," returned Mr. Redlaw, observant of the gentle and composed face at his shoulder. And laying his finger on his lip, he secretly put his purse into her hand. "Oh dear no, sir!" cried Milly, giving it back again. "Worse and worse! Couldn't be dreamed of!"
"Stay," cried Redlaw with an earnestness to which he could not give enough expression. "For a moment! As an act of mercy! I know that some change fell upon me, when those sounds were in the air just now. Tell me, have I lost the power of harming her? May I go near her without dread? Oh, let her give me any sign of hope!" The Phantom looked upon the shade as he did not at him and gave no answer.
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