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Updated: June 16, 2025
On my return to my own house, I wrote to a brother magistrate living near me, and to the superintendent of our county asylum, requesting them to consult with me on the best means of lawfully restraining Captain Stanwick until we could communicate with his relations. Could I have done more than this? The event of the next morning answered that question answered it at once and forever.
Even Stanwick's persecution found an excuse in her innocent, unsuspecting little heart. "He sought to save me from being taken back when he called me his wife," she thought. "He believed I was free to woo and win, because I dared not tell him I was Rex's wife." Yet the thought of Stanwick always brought a shudder to her pure young mind.
A low muttered curse burst from Stanwick's lips upon his return, as he took in the situation at a single glance. As Daisy's eyes fell upon Stanwick's face she uttered a piteous little cry: "Save me from him save me!" she said, hysterically, growing rapidly so alarmingly worse that Stanwick was forced to leave the room, motioning the doctor to follow him into the hall.
He has told me something which I am quite at a loss to understand. Is it possible, Bertha, that you have received a proposal of marriage from him favorably, without saying one word about your intentions to me?" I instantly denied it. However rashly I might have spoken, I had certainly said nothing to justify Captain Stanwick in claiming me as his promised wife.
Meanwhile Pluma had arisen from her knees with a gay, mocking laugh, turning suddenly to the startled group about her. "Bravo! bravo! Miss Pluma," cried Lester Stanwick, stepping to her side at that opportune moment. "On the stage you would have made a grand success.
We found Captain Stanwick angry and suspicious; it was not easy to pacify him on the subject of our delay. His insanity seemed to me to be now more marked than ever. He had seen, or dreamed of seeing, the ghost during the past night. In solemn words it had condemned him to expiate his crime by giving his life for the life that he had taken.
The consequences rest upon your own head." "So be it," she answered, haughtily. With a low bow Stanwick turned and left her. "Au revoir, my dear Pluma," he said, turning again toward her on the threshold. "Not farewell I shall not give up hope of winning the heiress of Whitestone Hall."
We must now return to Daisy, whom we left standing in the heart of the forest, the moonlight streaming on her upturned face, upon which the startled horseman gazed. He had not waited for her to reply, but, touching his horse hastily with his riding-whip, he sped onward with the speed of the wind. In that one instant Daisy had recognized the dark, sinister, handsome face of Lester Stanwick.
She did not think much about it; a shadow in the moonlight did not frighten her. "Pluma!" called a low, cautious voice, "come down into the garden; I must speak with you. It is I, Lester Stanwick." In a single instant the soft love-light had faded from her face, leaving it cold, proud, and pitiless. A vague, nameless dread seized her. She was a courageous girl; she would not let him know it.
"It would be a glorious revenge," Stanwick had muttered to himself, "if I could win her from him." Then a sordid motive of revenge alone prompted him now he was beginning to experience the sweet thrillings of awakened love himself. Yes, he had learned to love Daisy for her own sweet self.
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