She was stunned4 and bewildered by the force and suddenness of the blow that had stricken her.
One tangible5 thought alone ran through the mass of confused and conflicting feeling.
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It was that she must fly, at all hazards, from her humiliating position in Colonel Carlyle's house.
She did not know where she would go, or how she would manage her flight. She would leave it all to Lucy.
The girl was clear-headed and intelligent. They would go away together, and Lucy would find a hiding-place somewhere for her wretched head.
But, oh! the shame, the misery of it all!
Leslie Dane was alive, yet she who was his wife in the sight of Heaven dare not rejoice in the knowledge. His resurrection from his supposed death had fixed7 a blighting8 hand upon her beautiful brow.
"Oh, God!" she moaned, wringing9 her white hands helplessly, "what have I done to deserve this heavy cross?"
The minutes passed slowly, but Lucy did not return. The little French pendule on the mantel chimed the quarters of the hour three times while Bonnibel sat drooping10 in her chair alone. Then the door was pushed rudely open and Colonel Carlyle entered.
In her dumb agony the creature failed to look up or even to distinguish the difference in the step of Colonel Carlyle.
"You saw him, Lucy?" she asked, without lifting her head.
There was no reply.
She looked up in surprise at the girl's silence and saw Colonel Carlyle standing11 in the center of the room regarding her fixedly12.
Bonnibel had seen him jealous and enraged13 before, but she had never seen him look as he did then.
The veins14 stood on his forehead like thick, knotted cords. His face was purple with excitement, his eyes glared like those of a wild animal, his hands were clenched15. It seemed as though he only restrained himself by a powerful effort of will from springing upon and rending16 her to pieces.
Thus convulsed and speechless he stood gazing down upon her.
"Oh, Colonel Carlyle, you are ill," she exclaimed, regarding him in terror. "Shall I not ring for assistance?"
He did not answer, but continued to gaze upon her in the same stony17 silence.
Fearing that he was suddenly seized with some kind of a fit, she sprang up and shook him violently by the arm.
But he shook off her grasp with such force and passion that she lost her balance and fell heavily to the floor.
Half stunned by the violence of the fall she lay quite still a moment, with closed eyes and gasping18 breath.
He looked at her as she lay there like a broken flower, but made no effort to assist her.
Presently the dark blue eyes flashed open and looked up at him with a quiet scorn in their lovely depths. She made no effort to rise, and when she spoke19 her voice startled him with its tragic20 ring.
"Finish your work, Colonel Carlyle," she said, in those deep[Pg 98] tones. "I will thank you and bless you if you will strike one fatal blow that shall lay me dead at your feet."
Something in the words or the tone struck an arrow of remorse21 into his soul. He bent22 down and lifted the slight form, gently placing her back in her chair.
"Pardon me," he said, coldly, "I did not mean to hurt you, but you should not have touched me. I could not bear the touch of your hand."
She lifted her fair face and looked at him in wonder.
"Colonel Carlyle, what have I done to you?" she asked, in a voice of strange pathos23.
"You have wronged me," he answered, bitterly.
Her face blanched24 to a hue25 even more deathly than before, at his meaning words. What did he suspect? What did he know?
"I know all," he continued, sternly.
For a moment she dropped her face in her hands and turned crimson26 from brow to throat under his merciless gaze, then she looked up at him proudly, and said, almost defiantly27:
"If, indeed, you know all, Colonel Carlyle, you know, of a truth, that I did not wrong you willfully."
He was silent a moment, drawing her crumpled28 note from his breast and smoothing out the folds.
"This is all I know," he said, holding it up before her eyes. "This tells me that you have wronged me, that you have a dreadful secret—you and the man at whose feet you fainted to-night. You must tell me that secret now."
"Where did you get the note?" she panted, breathlessly.
"Perhaps the artist gave it to me!" he sneered29.
"I will not believe it," she said, passionately31. "Lucy—where is Lucy?"
"She is out in the street where I thrust her when I found her with this note," he answered, harshly. "It is enough that my roof must shelter a false wife, it shall not protect her false minion32!"
"Out in the street!" gasped33 Bonnibel, hoarsely34. "In the cold and the darkness. My poor Lucy! Let me go, too, then; I will find her and go away with her. We will neither of us trouble you!"
She was rushing to the door, but he pushed her back into her seat, locked the door and put the key into his pocket.
"We will see if you shall disgrace me thus," he cried out. "You would fly from me, you said. And where? Perhaps to the arms of your artist-lover! You would heap this disgrace on the head of an old man, whose only fault has been that he loved you too well and trusted you too blindly."
She shivered as he denounced her so cruelly; but not one word of defiance35 came from her pale, writhing36 lips. The fair face was hidden in her hands, the golden hair fell about her like a veil.
"But I will protect my honor," he continued, harshly. "I will see that you do not desert me and make my name a by-word for the scorn of the world. You shall stay with me, even though I am tempted37 to hate you; you shall stay with me if I have to keep you imprisoned38 to save my honor!"
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She looked up at him wildly.
"Oh, for God's sake, let me go!" she said. "In pity for me, in pity for yourself, let me go away from you forever! It is wrong for me to stay—I ought to go, I must go! Let the world say what it will—tell them I am dead, or tell them I am mad, and chained in the walls of a mad-house! Tell them anything that will save your honorable name from shame, but let me go from under this roof, where I cannot breathe—where the air stifles39 me!"
"It must indeed be a fatal secret that can make you rave40 so wildly," he answered, bitterly. "Let me hear it, Bonnibel, and judge for myself if it is sufficient to exile my wife from my home and heart."
She shivered at the words.
"Oh! indeed it is sufficient," she moaned, wringing her hands in anguish41. "I implore42 you to let me go."
"Let me be the judge," he answered again. "Tell me your reasons for this wild step."
She was silent from sheer despair.
"Bonnibel, will you tell me the secret?" he urged, feverishly43.
"I cannot. I cannot! Do not ask me!" she answered pleadingly.
"What if I demand it from Mr. Dane?" he said, threateningly.
"I do not believe he will tell you," she answered bitterly. "If he did you would regret that you learned it. Oh! believe me, Colonel Carlyle, that 'ignorance is bliss44' to you in this case. Oh! be merciful and let me go!"
"Would you know what answer your artist lover sent to your wild appeal?" he exclaimed abruptly45.
She looked at him wildly. He straightened out the sheet and read over the words that Leslie Dane had written, in a bitter, mocking tone.
"Leslie Dane," he repeated. "Leslie Dane! Why, this is the first time I have caught the villain's name aright! It seems familiar. I have heard it somewhere long ago—let me think."
In a sudden excess of excitement he dropped the note and paced furiously up and down the room. Bonnibel watched him forlornly under her drooping lashes46.
He stopped suddenly with a violent start, and looked at her sternly.
"I have it now," he said triumphantly47. "My God! it is worse than I thought; but when I knew his real name it all rushed over me! Yes, Bonnibel, I know the fatal secret now, that you, oh! my God, share with that miserable48 wretch6!"
"Oh! no, you cannot know it," she breathed!
"I do know it," he answered sternly. "I remember it all now. Leslie Dane is that guilty man who rests at this moment under the charge of murdering your uncle!"
"It is false!" she exclaimed, confronting him indignantly. "No one ever breathed such a foul49 aspersion50 upon Leslie Dane but you!"
"Great God! do you deny it?" he exclaimed in genuine surprise and amazement51. "Surely your brain is turned, Bonnibel. Everyone knows that Leslie Dane was convicted of the murder[Pg 100] on circumstantial evidence; everyone knows that he fled the country and has been in hiding ever since. But the fatal charge is still hanging over his head."
"I have never heard such a thing before, never! And I would believe that Leslie Dane was guiltless in the face of all the evidence in the world! He is the very soul of honor! He could not do a cowardly act to save his life!" exclaimed Bonnibel, springing up in a fever of passionate30 excitement.
Colonel Carlyle was fairly maddened by her words.
"You shall see whether he be guilty or not," he exclaimed, leaving the room in a rage.
Bonnibel heard the key grate in the lock outside, and discovered, to her dismay, that she was Colonel Carlyle's prisoner in truth.
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