"
"You speak too well of me. But you have been excited by this tumult,
Henry."
"I was a little disturbed; but, unable to help myself, I could do
nothing for others,--not even for you, dearest."
"I know what you would have done, if you had been able. I know your
heart, and I feel just as grateful as though your strong arm had rescued
me."
Dr. Vaudelier, who had succeeded in restoring Vernon--or, by his true
name, Jerome Vaudelier--to consciousness, now entered the room. He
appeared more melancholy and harassed in mind than Emily had before seen
him. His soul seemed to be crushed by the terrible realization that _his
son_ was a common felon--worse than felon, the persecutor of innocence.
A soul as sensitive as his to the distinctions of right and wrong could
hardly endure the misery of that hour.
With an absent manner, he inquired into the condition of the patient,
and took the necessary steps to soothe him to slumber again.
Hatchie, having satisfied himself that the prisoners were all safe, left
them under guard of the woodmen, and returned to the chamber of the sick
man; and, at the doctor's urgent request, Emily left Henry to his care.
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