Alpha Book

Miriam never sent that note; but Miriam
exists. Who am I? Why, I am that enemy--if one can be your enemy who
loves you to madness--a man you cruelly taught to love you, and then
scornfully refused. Where are you being taken? To a safe place, my
charming Mollie--safe as 'that deepest dungeon beneath the castle moat'
which you have read of. When are you to be restored to your friends?
When you have been my wife one week--not an instant sooner."
Mollie, bound and blindfolded, made one frantic gesture. The man by her
side understood.
"That means you won't," he said, coolly. "Ah, my fairy Mollie,
imprisonment is a hard thing to bear! I love you very dearly, I admire
your high spirit intensely; but even eaglets have had their wings
clipped before now. You treated me mercilessly--I am going to be
merciless in my turn. You don't care for this old man I have saved you
from marrying. I am young and good-looking--I blush as I say it--a far
more suitable husband for you than he. You are trying to recognize my
voice and place me, I know. Leave off trying, my dearest; you never
will.


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