[The Monk; a romance by M. G. Lewis]@TWC D-Link bookThe Monk; a romance PREFACE 10/43
Their union remained a secret near three years, But at last it came to the ears of the old Marquis, who, as you may well suppose, was not much pleased with the intelligence. Away He posted in all haste to Cordova, determined to seize Elvira, and send her away to some place or other, where She would never be heard of more.
Holy St.Paul! How He stormed on finding that She had escaped him, had joined her Husband, and that they had embarked together for the Indies.
He swore at us all, as if the Evil Spirit had possessed him; He threw my Father into prison, as honest a painstaking Shoe-maker as any in Cordova; and when He went away, He had the cruelty to take from us my Sister's little Boy, then scarcely two years old, and whom in the abruptness of her flight, She had been obliged to leave behind her.
I suppose, that the poor little Wretch met with bitter bad treatment from him, for in a few months after, we received intelligence of his death.' 'Why, this was a most terrible old Fellow, Segnora!' 'Oh! shocking! and a Man so totally devoid of taste! Why, would you believe it, Segnor? When I attempted to pacify him, He cursed me for a Witch, and wished that to punish the Count, my Sister might become as ugly as myself! Ugly indeed! I like him for that.' 'Ridiculous', cried Don Christoval; 'Doubtless the Count would have thought himself fortunate, had he been permitted to exchange the one Sister for the other.' 'Oh! Christ! Segnor, you are really too polite.
However, I am heartily glad that the Conde was of a different way of thinking.
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