Cruel As The Grave
Page 118"Oh, this is so sudden and terrible! It is an avalanche--an earthquake!
It crushes me. It deprives me of reason!" groaned Lyon Berners, sinking
into a chair, and covering his face with his hands.
"Lyon, my friend, arouse yourself! Rise above this agony of despair, if
you would save your imperilled wife! She must fly from this house within
an hour, and you must accompany her," urged Captain Pendleton.
"I know it! I know it! But oh, Heaven! the anguish of my heart! the
chaos of my thoughts! Pendleton, think for me; act for me; tell me what
Captain Pendleton hurried into the supper-room, the scene of the late
revels, and brought from there a glass of brandy, which he forced his
friend to swallow.
"Now listen to me, Berners. Go and call your wife, take her to your
mutual room, tell her the necessity of instant flight. She is strong,
and will be equal to the occasion. Then, quickly as you can collect all
your money and jewels, and conceal them about your person. Dress
riding-habits. Do this at once. Meanwhile, I will go myself to the
stables, and saddle two of the swiftest horses, and bring them around to
the back door, so that no servant need to be taken into our confidence
to-night. When I meet you with the horses, I will direct you to a
temporary retreat where you will be perfectly safe for the present;
afterwards we can think of a permanent place of security. Now, then,
courage, and hurry!"
"I have further suggestions to make when we meet again. I have thought
of everything," Captain Pendleton called after him.
Lyon Berners went in search of Sybil, to the chamber of death, which was
now restored to order, and dimly lighted.