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Prologue 2 The Solid Side of the Scotch Character

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hour — looked at his watch, and discovered, to his amazement, that he was waiting in vain. It was close on eleven when the

dictation which you keep a secret from your wife!’ Conceive my astonishment when he answered me, without a moment’s hesitation, ‘Yes!’ I sat lost; I sat silent. ‘If you can’t write English,’ he said, ‘find somebody who can.’ I tried to remonstrate. He burst into a dreadful moaning cry — a dumb entreaty, like the entreaty of a dog. ‘Hush! hush!’ I said, ‘I will find somebody.’ ‘To-day!’ he broke out, ‘before my speech fails me, like my hand.’ ‘To-day, in an hour’s time.’ He shut his eyes; he quieted himself instantly. ‘While I am waiting for you,’ he said, ‘let me see my little boy.’ He had shown no tenderness when he spoke of his wife, but I saw the tears on his cheeks when he asked for his child. My profession, sir, has not made me so hard a man as you might think; and my doctor’s heart was as heavy, when I went out to fetch the child, as if I had not been a doctor at all. I am afraid you think this rather weak on my part?”The doctor looked appealingly at Mr. Neal. He might as well have looked at a rock in the Black Forest. Mr. Neal entirely declined to be drawn by any doctor in Christendom out of the regions of plain fact.“Go on,” he said. “I presume you have not told me all that you have to tell me, yet?”“Surely you understand my object in coming here, now?” returned the other“Your object is plain enough, at last. You invite me to connect myself blindfold with a matter which is in the last degree suspicious, so far. I decline giving you any answer until I know more than I know now. Did you think it necessary to inform this man’s wife of what had passed between you, and to ask her for an explanation?”“Of course I thought it necessary!” said the doctor, indignant at the reflection on his humanity which the question seemed to imply. “If ever I saw a woman fond of her husband, and sorry for her husband, it is this unhappy Mrs. Armadale. As soon as we were left alone together, I sat down by her side, and I took her hand in mine. Why not? I am an ugly old man, and I may allow myself such liberties as these!”“Excuse me,” said the impenetrable Scotchman. “I beg to suggest that you are losing the thread of the narrative.”“Nothing more likely,” returned the doctor, recovering his good humor. “It is in the habit of my nation to be perpetually losing the thread; and it is evidently in the habit of yours, sir, to be perpetually finding it. What an example here of the order of the universe, and the everlasting fitness of things!”“Will you oblige me, once for all, by confining yourself to the facts,” persisted Mr. Neal, frowning impatiently. “May I inquire, for my own information, whether Mrs. Armadale could tell you what it is her husband wishes me to write, and why it is that he refuses to let her write for him?”“There is my thread found — and thank you for finding it!” said the doctor. “You shall hear what Mrs. Armadale had to tell me, in Mrs. Armadale’s own words. ‘The cause that now shuts me out of his confidence,’ she said, ‘is, I firmly believe, the same cause that has always shut me out of his heart. I am the wife he has wedded, but I am not the woman he loves. I knew when he married me that another man had won from him the woman he loved. I thought I could make him forget her. I hoped when I married him; I hoped again when I bore him a son. Need I tell you the end of my hopes — you have seen it for yourself.’ (Wait, sir, I entreat you! I have not lost the thread again; I am following it inch by inch.) ‘Is this all you know?’ I asked. ‘All I knew,’ she said, ‘till a short time since. It was when we were in Switzerland, and when his illness was nearly at its worst, that news came to him by accident of that other woman who has been the shadow and the poison of my life — news that she (like me) had borne her husband a son. On the instant of his making that discovery — a trifling discovery, if ever there was one yet — a mortal fear seized on him: not for me, not for himself; a fear for his own child. The same day (without a word to me) he sent for the doctor. I was mean, wicked, what you please — I listened at the door. I heard him say: I have something to tell my son, when my son grows old enough to understand me. Shall I live to tell it ? The doctor would say nothing certain. The same night (still without a word to me) he locked himself into his room. What would any woman, treated as I was, have done in my place? She would have done as I did — she would have listened again. I heard him say to himself: I shall not live to tell it: I must; write it before I die . I heard his pen scrape, scrape, scrape over the paper; I heard him groaning and sobbing as he wrote; I implored him for God’s sake to let me in. The cruel pen went scrape, scrape, scrape; the cruel pen was all the answer he gave me. I waited at the door — hours — I don’t know how long. On a sudden, the pen stopped; and I heard no more. I whispered through the keyhole softly; I said I was cold and weary with waiting; I said, Oh, my love, l

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Contents

Prologue 1 The Travelers Prologue 2 The Solid Side of the Scotch Character Prologue 3 The Wreck of the Timber Ship Part 1 Chapter 1 The Mystery of Ozias Midwinter Part 1 Chapter 2 The Man Revealed Part 1 Chapter 3 Day and Night Part 1 Chapter 4 The Shadow of the Past Part 1 Chapter 5 The Shadow of the Future Part 2 Chapter 1 Lurking Mischief Part 2 Chapter 2 Allan As a Landed Gentleman Part 2 Chapter 3 The Claims of Society
Part 2 Chapter 4 The March of Events
Part 2 Chapter 5 Mother Oldershaw on Her Guard
Part 2 Chapter 6 Midwinter in Disguise
Part 2 Chapter 7 The Plot Thickens
Part 2 Chapter 8 The Norfolk Broads
Part 2 Chapter 9 Fate or Chance
Part 2 Chapter 10 The House-Maid's Face
Part 2 Chapter 11 Miss Gwilt Among the Quicksands
Part 2 Chapter 12 The Clouding of the Sky
Part 2 Chapter 13 Exit
Part 3 Chapter 1 Mrs. Milroy
Part 3 Chapter 2 The Man is Found
Part 3 Chapter 3 The Brink of Discovery
Part 3 Chapter 4 Allan at Bay
Part 3 Chapter 5 Pedgift's Remedy
Part 3 Chapter 6 Pedgift's Postscript
Part 3 Chapter 7 The Martyrdom of Miss Gwilt
Part 3 Chapter 8 She Comes Between Them
Part 3 Chapter 9 She Knows the Truth
Part 3 Chapter 10 Miss Gwilt's Diary
Part 3 Chapter 11 Love and Law
Part 3 Chapter 12 A Scandal at the Station
Part 3 Chapter 13 An Old Man's Heart
Part 3 Chapter 14 Miss Gwilt's Diary
Part 3 Chapter 15 The Wedding-Day
Part 4 Chapter 1 Miss Gwilt's Diary
Part 4 Chapter 2 The Diary Continued
Part 4 Chapter 3 The Diary Broken Off
Part 5 Chpater 1 At the Terminus
Part 5 Chapter 2 In the House
Part 5 Chapter 3 The Purple Flask
Epilogue 1 News From Norfolk
Epilogue 2 Midwinter
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