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offered to help catch him。 Vast was their zeal。 But when it came to the point； they only danced wildly about and cried； 〃Stop him！ for God's sake stop him！ he's ill； dreadfully ill； poor wretch！ knock out his brains！〃 And； whenever he came near them； away they ran whining like kicked curs。
Mrs。 Archbold； looking out at a window； advised them all to let him alone； and she would come out and persuade him。 But they would not be advised： they chased him about the lawn； but so swift of foot was he； and so long in the reach； that no one of them could stop him； nor indeed come near him； without getting a facer that came like a flash of lightning。
At last； however； they got so well round him； he saw his chance was gone： he took off his hat to Mrs。 Archbold at the window； and said quietly； 〃I surrender to _you；_ madam。〃
At these words they rushed on him rashly。 On this he planted two blows right and left； swift as a cat attacked by dogs； administered two fearful black eyes； and instantly folded his arms； saying haughtily； 〃It was to the lady I yielded； not to you fellows。〃
They seized him； shook their fists in his face； cursed him； and pinned him。 He was quite passive： they handcuffed him； and drove him before them； shoving him every now and then roughly by the shoulders。 He made no resistance； spoke no word。 They took him to the strong…room； and manacled his ankles together with an iron hobble； and then strapped them to the bed…posts； and fastened his body down by broad bands of ticking with leathern straps at the ends： and so left him more helpless than a swaddled infant。 The hurry and excitement of defence were over； and a cold stupor of misery came down and sat like lead on him。 He lay mute as death in his gloomy cell； a tomb within a living tomb。 And； as he lay； deeper horror grew and grew in his dilating eyes： gusts of rage swept over him； shook him； and passed： then gusts of despairing tenderness； all came and went； but his bonds。 What would his Julia think？ If he could only let her know！ At this thought he called； he shouted； he begged for a messenger； there was no reply。 The cry of a dangerous lunatic from the strong…room was less heeded here than a bark from any dog…kennel in Christendom。 〃This is my father's doing；〃 he said。 〃Curse him！ Curse him Curse him！〃 and his brain seemed on fire； his temples throbbed： he vowed to God to be revenged on his father。
Then he writhed at his own meanness in coming to visit a servant and his folly in being caught by so shallow an artifice。 He groaned aloud。 The clock in the hall struck ten。 There was just time to get back if they would lend him a conveyance。 He shouted； he screamed； he prayed。 He offered terms humbly； piteously； he would forgive his father； forgive them all； he would say no more about the money； would do anything； consent to anything； if they would only let him keep faith with his Julia： they had better consent； and not provoke his vengeance。 〃Have mercy on me！〃 he cried。 〃Don't make me insult her I love。 They will all be waiting for me。 It is my wedding…day； you can't have known it is my wedding…day； fiends； monsters； I tell you it is my wedding…day。 Oh； pray send the lady to me； she can't be all stone； and my misery might melt a stone。〃 He listened for an answer； he prayed for an answer。 There was none。 Once in a mad…house； the sanest man is mad； however interested and barefaced the motive of the relative who has brought two of the most venal class upon the earth to sign away his wits behind his back。 And once hobbled and strapped； he is a _dangerous_ maniac； for just so many days； weeks； or years； as the hobbles； handcuffs； and jacket happen to be left upon him by inhumanity； economy； or simple carelessness。 Poor Alfred's cries and prayers were heard； but no more noticed than the night howl of a wolf on some distant mountain。 All was sullen silence； but the grating tongue of the clock； which told the victim of a legislature's shallowness and a father's avaricethat Time； deaf to his woe； as were the walls； the men； the women； and the cutting bands； was stealing away with iron finger his last chance of meeting his beloved at the altar。
He closed his eyes； and saw her lovelier than ever； dressed all in white； waiting for him with sweet concern in that peerless face。 〃Julia！ Julia！〃 he cried； with a loud heart…broken cry。 The half…hour struck。 At that he struggled； he writhed； he bounded： he made the very room shake； and lacerated his flesh； but that was all。 No answer。 No motion。 No help。 No hope。
The perspiration rolled down his steaming body。 The tears burst from his young eyes and ran down his cheeks。 he sobbed； and sobbing almost choked； so tight were his linen bands upon his bursting bosom。
He lay still exhausted。
The clock ticked harshly on： the rest was silence。 With this miserable exception： ever and anon the victim's jammed body shuddered so terribly it shook and rattled the iron bedstead； and told of the storm within； the agony of the racked and all foreboding soul。
For then rolled over that young head hours of mortal anguish that no tongue of man can utter； nor pen can shadow。 Chained sane amongst the mad； on his wedding…day； expecting with tied hands the sinister acts of the soul…murderers who had the power to make their lie a truth！ We can paint the body writhing vainly against its unjust bonds； but who can paint the loathing； agonised soul in a mental situation so ghastly？ For my part I feel it in my heart of hearts； but am impotent to convey it to others； impotent； impotent。
Pray think of it for yourselves； men and women； if you have not _sworn_ never to think over a novel。 Think of it for your own sakes： Alfred's turn to…day； it may be yours to…morrow。
CHAPTER XXXII
AT two o'clock an attendant stole on tiptoe to the strong…room； unlocked the door； and peeped cautiously in。 Seeing the dangerous maniac quiet； he entered with a plate of lukewarm beef and potatoes； and told him bluntly to eat。 The crushed one said he could not eat。 〃You must；〃 said the man。 〃Eat！〃 said Alfred； 〃of what do you think I am made！ Pray put it down and listen to me。 I'll give you a hundred pounds to let me out of this place； two hundred； three。〃
A coarse laugh greeted this proposal。 〃You might as well have made it a thousand when you was about it。〃
〃So I will；〃 said Alfred eagerly； 〃and thank you on my knees besides。 Ah； I see you don't believe I have money。 I give you my honour I have ten thousand pounds： it was settled on me by my grandfather； and I came of age last week。〃
〃Oh； that's like enough；〃 said the man carelessly。 〃Well； you _are_ green。 Do you think them as sent you here will let you spend your money？ No； your money is theirs now。〃
And he sat down with the plate on his knee and began to cut the meat in small pieces； while his careless words entered Alfred's heart； and gave him such a glimpse of sinister motives and dark acts to come as set him shuddering。
〃Come none o' that；〃 said the man； suspecting this shudder。 He thought it was the prologue to some desperate act； for all a chained madman does is read upon this plan： his terror passes for rage； his very sobs for snarls。
〃Oh； be honest with me；〃 said Alfred implori