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<h2> CHAPTER 24 </h2>
<h3> Fresh calamities </h3>
<p>The next morning the sun rose with peculiar warmth for the season; so that
we agreed to breakfast together on the honeysuckle bank: where, while we
sate, my youngest daughter, at my request, joined her voice to the concert
on the trees about us. It was in this place my poor Olivia first met her
seducer, and every object served to recall her sadness. But that
melancholy, which is excited by objects of pleasure, or inspired by sounds
of harmony, sooths the heart instead of corroding it. Her mother too, upon
this occasion, felt a pleasing distress, and wept, and loved her daughter
as before. 'Do, my pretty Olivia,' cried she, 'let us have that little
melancholy air your pappa was so fond of, your sister Sophy has already
obliged us. Do child, it will please your old father.' She complied in a
manner so exquisitely pathetic as moved me.</p>
<p>When lovely woman stoops to folly, And finds too late that men betray,
What charm can sooth her melancholy, What art can wash her guilt away?</p>
<p>The only art her guilt to cover, To hide her shame from every eye, To give
repentance to her lover, And wring his bosom—is to die.</p>
<p>As she was concluding the last stanza, to which an interruption in her
voice from sorrow gave peculiar softness, the appearance of Mr Thornhill's
equipage at a distance alarmed us all, but particularly encreased the
uneasiness of my eldest daughter, who, desirous of shunning her betrayer,
returned to the house with her sister. In a few minutes he was alighted
from his chariot, and making up to the place where I was still sitting,
enquired after my health with his usual air of familiarity. 'Sir,' replied
I, 'your present assurance only serves to aggravate the baseness of your
character; and there was a time when I would have chastised your
insolence, for presuming thus to appear before me. But now you are safe;
for age has cooled my passions, and my calling restrains them.'</p>
<p>'I vow, my dear sir,' returned he, 'I am amazed at all this; nor can I
understand what it means! I hope you don't think your daughter's late
excursion with me had any thing criminal in it.'</p>
<p>'Go,' cried I, 'thou art a wretch, a poor pitiful wretch, and every way a
lyar; but your meanness secures you from my anger! Yet sir, I am descended
from a family that would not have borne this! And so, thou vile thing, to
gratify a momentary passion, thou hast made one poor creature wretched for
life, and polluted a family that had nothing but honour for their
portion.'</p>
<p>'If she or you,' returned he, 'are resolved to be miserable, I cannot help
it. But you may still be happy; and whatever opinion you may have formed
of me, you shall ever find me ready to contribute to it. We can marry her
to another in a short time, and what is more, she may keep her lover
beside; for I protest I shall ever continue to have a true regard for
her.'</p>
<p>I found all my passions alarmed at this new degrading proposal; for though
the mind may often be calm under great injuries, little villainy can at
any time get within the soul, and sting it into rage.—'Avoid my
sight, thou reptile,' cried I, 'nor continue to insult me with thy
presence. Were my brave son at home, he would not suffer this; but I am
old, and disabled, and every way undone.'</p>
<p>'I find,' cried he, 'you are bent upon obliging me to talk in an harsher
manner than I intended. But as I have shewn you what may be hoped from my
friendship, it may not be improper to represent what may be the
consequences of my resentment. My attorney, to whom your late bond has
been transferred, threatens hard, nor do I know how to prevent the course
of justice, except by paying the money myself, which, as I have been at
some expences lately, previous to my intended marriage, is not so easy to
be done. And then my steward talks of driving for the rent: it is certain
he knows his duty; for I never trouble myself with affairs of that nature.
Yet still I could wish to serve you, and even to have you and your
daughter present at my marriage, which is shortly to be solemnized with
Miss Wilmot; it is even the request of my charming Arabella herself, whom
I hope you will not refuse.'</p>
<p>'Mr Thornhill,' replied I, 'hear me once for all: as to your marriage with
any but my daughter, that I never will consent to; and though your
friendship could raise me to a throne, or your resentment sink me to the
grave, yet would I despise both. Thou hast once wofully, irreparably,
deceived me. I reposed my heart upon thine honour, and have found its
baseness. Never more, therefore, expect friendship from me. Go, and
possess what fortune has given thee, beauty, riches, health, and pleasure.
Go, and leave me to want, infamy, disease, and sorrow. Yet humbled as I
am, shall my heart still vindicate its dignity, and though thou hast my
forgiveness, thou shalt ever have my contempt.'</p>
<p>'If so,' returned he, 'depend upon it you shall feel the effects of this
insolence, and we shall shortly see which is the fittest object of scorn,
you or me.'—Upon which he departed abruptly.</p>
<p>My wife and son, who were present at this interview, seemed terrified with
the apprehension. My daughters also, finding that he was gone, came out to
be informed of the result of our conference, which, when known, alarmed
them not less than the rest. But as to myself, I disregarded the utmost
stretch of his malevolence: he had already struck the blow, and now I
stood prepared to repel every new effort. Like one of those instruments
used in the art of war, which, however thrown, still presents a point to
receive the enemy.</p>
<p>We soon, however, found that he had not threatened in vain; for the very
next morning his steward came to demand my annual rent, which, by the
train of accidents already related, I was unable to pay. The consequence
of my incapacity was his driving my cattle that evening, and their being
appraised and sold the next day for less than half their value. My wife
and children now therefore entreated me to comply upon any terms, rather
than incur certain destruction. They even begged of me to admit his visits
once more, and used all their little eloquence to paint the calamities I
was going to endure. The terrors of a prison, in so rigorous a season as
the present, with the danger, that threatened my health from the late
accident that happened by the fire. But I continued inflexible.</p>
<p>'Why, my treasures,' cried I, 'why will you thus attempt to persuade me to
the thing that is not right! My duty has taught me to forgive him; but my
conscience will not permit me to approve. Would you have me applaud to the
world what my heart must internally condemn? Would you have me tamely sit
down and flatter our infamous betrayer; and to avoid a prison continually
suffer the more galling bonds of mental confinement! No, never. If we are
to be taken from this abode, only let us hold to the right, and wherever
we are thrown, we can still retire to a charming apartment, when we can
look round our own hearts with intrepidity and with pleasure!'</p>
<p>In this manner we spent that evening. Early the next morning, as the snow
had fallen in great abundance in the night, my son was employed in
clearing it away, and opening a passage before the door. He had not been
thus engaged long, when he came running in, with looks all pale, to tell
us that two strangers, whom he knew to be officers of justice, were making
towards the house.</p>
<p>Just as he spoke they came in, and approaching the bed where I lay, after
previously informing me of their employment and business, made me their
prisoner, bidding me prepare to go with them to the county gaol, which was
eleven miles off.</p>
<p>'My friends,' said I, 'this is severe weather on which you have come to
take me to a prison; and it is particularly unfortunate at this time, as
one of my arms has lately been burnt in a terrible manner, and it has
thrown me into a slight fever, and I want cloaths to cover me, and I am
now too weak and old to walk far in such deep snow: but if it must be so—'</p>
<p>I then turned to my wife and children, and directed them to get together
what few things were left us, and to prepare immediately for leaving this
place. I entreated them to be expeditious, and desired my son to assist
his elder sister, who, from a consciousness that she was the cause of all
our calamities, was fallen, and had lost anguish in insensibility. I
encouraged my wife, who, pale and trembling, clasped our affrighted little
ones in her arms, that clung to her bosom in silence, dreading to look
round at the strangers. In the mean time my youngest daughter prepared for
our departure, and as she received several hints to use dispatch, in about
an hour we were ready to depart.</p>
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