Part 78 (2/2)
”You have no control over e And you,” said she to the policeman, ”I demand your help I put myself under your protection, and order you either to take that hter!” cried Potts ”Will you still be relentless?”
”Help me!” cried Beatrice, and she opened the cab-door
”The policee He will not dare to take you from me”
”I implore you,” cried Beatrice, ”save me from this man Take me to the police-station--any where rather than leave me here!”
”You can not,” said Potts to the bewildered policee She ran aith a strolling Italian vagabond, hoot her back”
”It's false!” cried Beatrice, vehemently ”I fled from this man's house because I feared his violence”
”That is an idle story,” said Potts
”Save me!” cried Beatrice
”I don't knohat to do--I suppose I've got to take you to the station, at any rate,” said the policely
”Well,” said Potts to Beatrice, ”if you do go to the station-house you'll have to be handed back to e”
”It's false!” cried Beatrice ”I am twenty”
”No, you are not hetti can prove that I am twenty”
”How? I have documents, and a father's ill be believed before a para Beatrice to the soul
”As to your charge about my cruelty I can prove to the world that you lived in splendor in Brandon Hall Every one of the servants can testify to this Your morose disposition made you keep by yourself You always treated your father with indifference, and finally ran aith a ”
”You well know the reason why I left your roof,” replied Beatrice, with calnity ”Your foul aspersions upon my character are unworthy of notice”
”And what shall I say about your aspersions onby a sort of vulgar self-assertion to brow-beat Beatrice ”Do you reainst ht out in the police court, they will see what kind of a daughter you have been”
”You will be the last one ill dare to let it be brought into a police court”
”And why? Those absurd charges of yours are worthless Have you any proof?” he continued, with a sneer, ”or has your paramour any?”
”Take me away,” said Beatrice to the police, and I will go to reclaiive you back to e, and I have never treated you with any thing except kindness Now the law can do nothing since you areand inexperienced I'll tell you ill happen
”The newspapers,” he continued, after a pause, ”will be full of your story They will print what I shall prove to be true--that you had an intractable disposition--that you had for--that you ran aith him, lived for a while at Holby, and then ith your paramour to London If you had only married him you would have been out of my power; but you don't pretend to be hetti, but have taken another naiven you by some other one of your numerous favorites They will declare that you love every man but your own father; and you--you who played the Goddess on the stage and sang about Truth and Religion will be known all over England and all over Europe too as the vilest of the vile”