My pride—my folly—bade a husband die,
His life embittered10, hastened on its close!
Yes, weep, ye who can weep,—but I—but I—
My heart weeps tears of blood,—and yet my eyes are dry!
The mind of Ida was not quite satisfied that it was right in her sister to ascend11 in the Eaglet, contrary to the direct and positive prohibition12 of her step-mother. Ida could not help suspecting that she herself had not proved altogether a safe guide for her younger sister; she feared that while discouraging the expedition on the plea of danger, she had not sufficiently13 done so on the score of duty. The more Ida reflected on the subject, the more conscience reproached her for rather nurturing14 than repressing the spirit of independence which proudly rose against the control of Mrs. Aumerle, both in Mabel’s heart and her own.
Ida was not one to deaden conscience by refusing to listen to its voice, and she arose on the morning[202] of the 12th resolved to use her strongest persuasions15 to induce Mabel to give up her project. She went to the room of her sister, but found it already empty; and then proceeded to the garden, but Mabel had left it some minutes before.
Ida felt that it was too late for her to undo16 any mischief17 which might have been done, and made no mention at the breakfast table of Mabel’s intention to ascend, not wishing to be the first to draw upon her sister the displeasure of Mrs. Aumerle.
“Perhaps,” thought Ida, “reflection has had the same effect upon Mabel that it has had upon myself; she may have come to the like conclusion that it would be wrong to go in the car. I earnestly hope that it may be so, for I feel a strange uneasiness at the thought of her venturing aloft. Yet there can be no real danger, or my uncle would never have wished to take Mabel with him, nor my dear father have half consented to her going up in the balloon. If she only come back in safety I shall feel a weight taken off my heart, and I shall in future more earnestly try to lead her aright in all things.”
About the hour of noon, as the vicar was writing in his study, he was interrupted by the entrance of Ida.
“Dearest Papa,” said she, gently approaching him, and seating herself at his feet, “forgive me for disturbing you when you are busy, but I want your permission to go and see Annabella again.”
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The vicar looked grave, but made no reply.
“When I last went to Mill Cottage with Mabel, and our cousin refused to see us, you said that it was your desire that we should leave her to herself for the present; but it is to-day, as you know, that her husband is to go up in the Eaglet, and I cannot help imagining how anxious and unhappy Annabella must be, because—”
“Somehow I am so restless to-day—I can neither read nor work,—and my heart draws me towards Annabella. I fancy—it may be presumption20, but I fancy that her spirit may be softened just now, and that some word might be spoken which might make it more easy to reconcile her to her husband. Have I your consent to my going?”
“I will go with you, my child,” said the vicar putting up his papers and locking his desk. “I believe that anything that we may say to that poor misguided girl will be likely to have more effect during the absence of Dr. Bardon. Whatever may be the cause for his dislike, it is evident that he nourishes a strong prejudice against the Earl of Dashleigh.”
It was not long before the father and daughter, bound on their errand of love, reached the cottage in which the countess had chosen to take up her abode21. They were ushered22 into the sitting-room[204] where they found Cecilia bending pensively23 over a piece of embroidery24, and the countess with a book in her hand, which she had, however, only taken up as a device for silencing conversation, as during the last half-hour she had not turned over a leaf.
Miss Bardon welcomed her guests with smiles; Annabella with a stiff politeness, which said as distinctly as manner could convey meaning, “There must be no entering upon any disagreeable subject of conversation; the parson must not preach, nor the friend attempt to persuade.”
Ida’s heart yearned25 over her cousin, but she had not courage to break through that formidable barrier of reserve. The vicar saw that the first sentence bordering upon reproof26 would be the signal for his niece to quit the apartment. Disappointed, but not yet disheartened, the good man inwardly prayed that He who can alone order the unruly wills and affections of his sinful creatures, would bend the proud spirit of the haughty27 girl, and open her eyes to her error. Little did he dream of the manner in which that prayer would be answered!
As might be imagined, under the circumstances the conversation was constrained28; Miss Bardon principally sustained it, for she was the only one present who could talk at ease on all the trifling29 topics of the day.
“Hark!” exclaimed Cecilia suddenly, “there is a horse running away!” and her words seemed confirmed[205] by so rapid a clatter30 of hoofs31, that not only Ida, but Aumerle and the countess followed her quickly to the open door to see if some rider were not in peril32.
The alarm was in one sense a false one; the horse that came gallopping on was impelled33 to furious speed by the whip and the spur of its rider, as if—
“Headlong haste or deadly fear
Urged the precipitate34 career;”
and the party saw with surprise that this rider was Dr. Bardon. He reined36 up so suddenly at the garden-gate that the panting steed was thrown violently back on its haunches. The doctor flung himself quickly from the saddle, and without even pausing to throw the rein35 round a post, advanced to the party at the door. His long white hair streamed wildly back from his excited face.
“Something has happened!” exclaimed Ida; Annabella’s tongue seemed to cleave37 to the roof of her mouth!
“The balloon!” cried Cecilia; “tell us, oh! tell us, has some accident befallen the balloon?”
The gesture of Bardon was one which might well have beseemed a prophet of desolation, as raising his arm he exclaimed, “Lost! lost! past recovery!”
“How lost?—what would you have us believe?—remember in whose presence you speak!” cried Lawrence Aumerle almost sternly.
“I cannot mince38 my tale,” was the gloomy reply,[206] “nor deal out poison by drops. By some fatal mistake the balloon was let off before the car had been entered by the only man who could guide it. We are never likely to hear anything more of it, or the unfortunate beings within it!”
“Who were in it?” exclaimed the Aumerles in one breath. “Who were in it?” echoed the countess in a sepulchral39 voice, fixing upon Bardon an eye which sought to read in his face a sentence of life or death.
“Augustine Aumerle was there—and Mabel—”
The father uttered an exclamation40 of anguish, and Ida staggered backwards41, closing her eyes, as if a poniard had stuck her.
“And—and—the Earl of Dashleigh!”
Annabella gave such a piercing cry as agony might wring42 from a wretch1 upon the rack, and would have sunk on the earth but for the support of her uncle.
“There may be hope yet,—God is merciful,—He will have compassion43 on us,—let us pray, let us pray!” exclaimed the vicar, in the sight of the misery44 of another seeming half to forget his own.
“See—see!” exclaimed Cecilia, suddenly pointing towards the sky.
There was breathless silence in a moment, and every eye was eagerly turned in the same direction. A small dark object appeared aloft, floating far, far higher than wing of bird ever could soar! Who can describe the intensity45 of the agonizing46 gaze fixed47 by father—sister—wife, upon that little distant ball?[207] Arms were wildly stretched towards it, but not a word was uttered, scarce a breath was drawn48 while it yet remained in sight. Even when it had disappeared, the upwards-gazing group seemed almost as if transfixed into stone; till Bardon, with rough kindness, attempted to draw Annabella back into the cottage, muttering, “I feel for you, from my soul I do!”
“Feel for me!” exclaimed the countess, shrinking from his touch with an expression of horror, her pent-up anguish finding vent18 in passionate49 upbraiding50; “you who led me to this abyss of misery, you who roused up my accursed pride, you who made me write words which I would now only too gladly blot51 out with my heart’s blood! But for you I might have listened to truth; but for you I might never have left the true friends to whom I turn in my agony now! Oh, may God forgive you,” she added wildly,—“God help me to forgive you, but never, never enter my presence—never let me behold52 you again!”
And so they parted, the tempter and the tempted—the countess to return to the vicarage with her almost heart-broken companions, Dr. Bardon to brood in his solitary53 cottage over deep, unavailing regrets!
In the dark abode of endless woe4 thus may bitter recrimination deepen the anguish of the lost, when some wretched soul recognises the author of his misery in one called on earth his friend, who had stirred up his evil passions, and pampered54 his fatal pride!
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