Reaching the hotel at which he was accustomed to stay when he was in London,Mirabel locked the door of his room.He looked at the houses on the opposite side of the street.His mind was in such a state of morbid distrust that he lowered the blind over the window.In solitude and obscurity,the miserable wretch sat down in a corner,and covered his face with his hands,and tried to realize what had happened to him.
Nothing had been said at the fatal interview with Emily,which could have given him the slightest warning of what was to come.
Her father's name--absolutely unknown to him when he fled from the inn--had only been communicated to the public by the newspaper reports of the adjourned inquest.At the time when those reports appeared,he was in hiding,under circumstances which prevented him from seeing a newspaper.While the murder was still a subject of conversation,he was in France--far out of the track of English travelers--and he remained on the continent until the summer of eighteen hundred and eighty-one.No exercise of discretion,on his part,could have extricated him from the terrible position in which he was now placed.He stood pledged to Emily to discover the man suspected of the murder of her father;and that man was--himself!
What refuge was left open to him?
If he took to flight,his sudden disappearance would be a suspicious circumstance in itself,and would therefore provoke inquiries which might lead to serious results.Supposing that he overlooked the risk thus presented,would he be capable of enduring a separation from Emily,which might be a separation for life?Even in the first horror of discovering his situation,her influence remained unshaken--the animating spirit of the one manly capacity for resistance which raised him above the reach of his own fears.The only prospect before him which he felt himself to be incapable of contemplating,was the prospect of leaving Emily.
Having arrived at this conclusion,his fears urged him to think of providing for his own safety.
The first precaution to adopt was to separate Emily from friends whose advice might be hostile to his interests--perhaps even subversive of his security.To effect this design,he had need of an ally whom he could trust.That ally was at his disposal,far away in the north.
At the time when Francine's jealousy began to interfere with all freedom of intercourse between Emily and himself at Monksmoor,he had contemplated making arrangements which might enable them to meet at the house of his invalid sister,Mrs.Delvin.He had spoken of her,and of the bodily affliction which confined her to her room,in terms which had already interested Emily.In the present emergency,he decided on returning to the subject,and on hastening the meeting between the two women which he had first suggested at Mr.Wyvil's country seat.
