Mr. Falkland, however, drew so interesting a picture of
the disturbance of Count Malvesi's mind, and accounted in so
flattering a manner for the abruptness of his conduct, that this,
together with the arguments he adduced, completed the conquest of
Lady Lucretia's resentment. Having thus far accomplished his
purpose, he proceeded to disclose to her every thing that had
passed.
The next day Count Malvesi appeared, punctual to his
appointment, at Mr. Falkland's hotel. Mr. Falkland came to the door
to receive him, but requested him to enter the house for a moment,
as he had still an affair of three minutes to despatch. They
proceeded to a parlour. Here Mr. Falkland left him, and presently
returned leading in Lady Lucretia herself, adorned in all her
charms, and those charms heightened upon the present occasion by a
consciousness of the spirited and generous condescension she was
exerting. Mr. Falkland led her up to the astonished count; and she,
gently laying her hand upon the arm of her lover, exclaimed with
the most attractive grace, "Will you allow me to retract the
precipitate haughtiness into which I was betrayed?" The enraptured
count, scarcely able to believe his senses, threw himself upon his
knees before her, and stammered out his reply, signifying that the
precipitation had been all his own, that he only had any
forgiveness to demand, and, though they might pardon, he could
never pardon himself for the sacrilege he had committed against her
and this god-like Englishman. As soon as the first tumults of his
joy had subsided, Mr. Falkland addressed him thus:—
"Count Malvesi, I feel the utmost pleasure in having thus by
peaceful means disarmed your resentment, and effected your
happiness. But I must confess, you put me to a severe trial. My
temper is not less impetuous and fiery than your own, and it is not
at all times that I should have been thus able to subdue it. But I
considered that in reality the original blame was mine. Though your
suspicion was groundless, it was not absurd. We have been trifling
too much in the face of danger. I ought not, under the present
weakness of our nature and forms of society, to have been so
assiduous in my attendance upon this enchanting woman. It would
have been little wonder, if, having so many opportunities, and
playing the preceptor with her as I have done, I had been entangled
before I was aware, and harboured a wish which I might not
afterwards have had courage to subdue. I owed you an atonement for
this imprudence.
"But the laws of honour are in the utmost degree rigid; and
there was reason to fear that, however anxious I were to be your
friend, I might be obliged to be your murderer. Fortunately, the
reputation of my courage is sufficiently established, not to expose
it to any impeachment by my declining your present defiance. It was
lucky, however, that in our interview of yesterday you found me
alone, and that accident by that means threw the management of the
affair into my disposal. If the transaction should become known,
the conclusion will now become known along with the provocation,
and I am satisfied. But if the challenge had been public, the
proofs I had formerly given of courage would not have excused my
present moderation; and, though desirous to have avoided the
combat, it would not have been in my power. Let us hence each of us
learn to avoid haste and indiscretion, the consequences of which
may be inexpiable but with blood; and may Heaven bless you in a
consort of whom I deem you every way worthy!"
I have already said that this was by no means the only instance,
in the course of his travels, in which Mr. Falkland acquitted
himself in the most brilliant manner as a man of gallantry and
virtue. He continued abroad during several years, every one of
which brought some fresh accession to the estimation in which he
was held, as well as to his own impatience of stain or dishonour.
At length he thought proper to return to England, with the
intention of spending the rest of his days at the residence of his
ancestors.
CHAPTER III.
From the moment he entered upon the execution of this purpose,
dictated as it probably was by an unaffected principle of duty, his
misfortunes took their commencement. All I have further to state of
his history is the uninterrupted persecution of a malignant
destiny, a series of adventures that seemed to take their rise in
various accidents, but pointing to one termination. Him they
overwhelmed with an anguish he was of all others least qualified to
bear; and these waters of bitterness, extending beyond him, poured
their deadly venom upon others.
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