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Page 48
During all this time the door of the cell stood open and
Cornelius found himself almost free. But the thought never
entered his mind of profiting by this accident; he had seen
from the manner in which the arm was bent, and from the
noise it made in bending, that the bone was fractured, and
that the patient must be in great pain; and now he thought
of nothing else but of administering relief to the sufferer,
however little benevolent the man had shown himself during
their short interview.
At the noise of Gryphus's fall, and at the cry which escaped
him, a hasty step was heard on the staircase, and
immediately after a lovely apparition presented itself to
the eyes of Cornelius.
It was the beautiful young Frisian, who, seeing her father
stretched on the ground, and the prisoner bending over him,
uttered a faint cry, as in the first fright she thought
Gryphus, whose brutality she well knew, had fallen in
consequence of a struggle between him and the prisoner.
Cornelius understood what was passing in the mind of the
girl, at the very moment when the suspicion arose in her
heart.
But one moment told her the true state of the case and,
ashamed of her first thoughts, she cast her beautiful eyes,
wet with tears, on the young man, and said to him, --
"I beg your pardon, and thank you, sir; the first for what I
have thought, and the second for what you are doing."
Cornelius blushed, and said, "I am but doing my duty as a
Christian in helping my neighbour."
"Yes, and affording him your help this evening, you have
forgotten the abuse which he heaped on you this morning. Oh,
sir! this is more than humanity, -- this is indeed Christian
charity."
Cornelius cast his eyes on the beautiful girl, quite
astonished to hear from the mouth of one so humble such a
noble and feeling speech.
But he had no time to express his surprise. Gryphus
recovered from his swoon, opened his eyes, and as his
brutality was returning with his senses, he growled "That's
it, a fellow is in a hurry to bring to a prisoner his
supper, and falls and breaks his arm, and is left lying on
the ground."
"Hush, my father," said Rosa, "you are unjust to this
gentleman, whom I found endeavouring to give you his aid."
"His aid?" Gryphus replied, with a doubtful air.
"It is quite true, master! I am quite ready to help you
still more."
"You!" said Gryphus, "are you a medical man?"
"It was formerly my profession."
"And so you would be able to set my arm?"
"Perfectly."
"And what would you need to do it? let us hear."
"Two splinters of wood, and some linen for a bandage."
"Do you hear, Rosa?" said Gryphus, "the prisoner is going to
set my arm, that's a saving; come, assist me to get up, I
feel as heavy as lead."
Rosa lent the sufferer her shoulder; he put his unhurt arm
around her neck, and making an effort, got on his legs,
whilst Cornelius, to save him a walk, pushed a chair towards
him.
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