With his waning strength, the delirium took a
milder form. The vail of the future seemed still to be lifted, to give him
a glimpse of coming events, but the scene that appeared was not dreadful
like the ones which had preceded it.
"Happy at last, despite my oath, my vengeance unachieved! All my deep-laid
schemes of no avail! Oh, Eliza! thou art indeed revenged! Thy worst
predictions are realized."
The fever soon returned in violence, and once more his ravings were
dreadful.
"Ho, Ramsey! keep them safe, on your life, keep them safe! do you hear?
Your life, if they escape! I'll not be thwarted in my wishes; I'll move all
h--l but I'll be revenged! ay, I'll walk through fire, flood and storm to
gain my ends and work their ruin! They shall not escape my vengeance, I
swear it in the face of earth and heaven!"
But we will not dwell longer on this unpleasant picture of a wretched man
exposing his own dark soul to the eyes of others. All the night long he
continued to rave in this fever-crazed manner, Hamilton, and much of the
time Ellen, too, a witness of his madness. As morning drew near he fell
into a more tranquil slumber, and the violence of the fever seemed to have
passed. With the early dawn seizing a favorable moment, when all their
enemies were asleep, the lovers made their escape.
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