For Better Or Worse | By : PiratesWench Category: S through Z > Sleepy Hollow Views: 2795 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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“I beg your
pardon?” I asked, my eyes opened far too wide.
“He seemed to
be a very good man. Well known in the
community, well liked, very successful in his law practices…” Mr. Dearborne’s tone changed. “When I discovered the way that he treats my
daughter…I wanted to do something about it.
One always wants to protect his or her child, Constable, no matter what
age that child may be. I realize that
divorce is not looked on favorably, but, under the circumstances, I thought it
best. Hector did not agree with my
point of view.”
“You were not
telling Victoria the truth about what happened, were you?”
He shook his
head. “How could I tell her that her
husband beat me and left me for dead?”
“Mr.
Dearborne, it is none of my business, but if you wish for Victoria to be
without her husband, why not tell her?”
“He will not
let her leave, Constable, and telling her will only make things worse.”
“Well, I
believe I can take care of that problem.
I will have him arrested for…”
The man shook his head “no” before I could finish.
“He ranks
much too high here. Charges will never
remain against him and as for the act of arresting him…I fear that my daughter
would be even more danger once he was released. People would say things and…”
“How can you
let this man walk free?”
Silence was
my answer. The man was in a difficult
position, but so was Victoria – even more so than her father. Her husband had picked me up by my throat
without any effort at all. To think of
what he was capable of doing to her made me feel faint.
“There is
nothing that can be done without making the situation worse, Constable. If there were I…” He stopped when we both heard footsteps.
“I…I have
your robe, Father.” The smile that had
warmed my heart was gone from Victoria’s face.
“Victoria,
darling, what’s the matter?” Mr. Dearborne asked his daughter.
She forced a
pained smile onto her face. “Nothing
you need to worry yourself with, Father.”
Victoria placed his robe at the foot of his bed, then sat at his
side. “You need your rest. I will come to see you in the morning.” Mr. Dearborne nodded and Victoria kissed his
cheek, then left the room without so much as a glance to me. Strange how much that hurt me.
“Constable
Crane?”
“Yes, sir?”
“Would you
please make sure she is all right? She
is right in the fact that I need my rest.”
“Yes,
sir. Under these circumstances, I will
have an officer keep watch outside your room tonight, just as a precaution.”
“Thank you,
Constable Crane.” Mr. Dearborne closed
his eyes and I left. Victoria had left
her father’s room, but not the building.
I found her on a bench just next to the door. She was crying.
“Victoria?” I
said, approaching her. “Are you all
right?”
She looked up
at me, her eyes reddened. “I ran into Hector
on my way back here… Ichabod, he did not
seem to care in the least that my father was alive. I asked if he would come and see him, but he refused, saying he was
far too tired to deal with any of it.”
I sat next to her, expecting her to say more. She looked at me and I saw confusion in her eyes. Without warning, she put her arms around me
and her sobs became more violent. When
she finally managed to speak, she asked, “If I were your wife, would you
abandon me at a moment like this?”
My arms
wrapped around her instinctively and I began to rub her back in an attempt to
calm her. However, I forgot to think
before I spoke. “If you were my
wife, Victoria, many things would be different for you.”
Still
clinging to me, she said, “You know.” I
nodded. “I was a fool to think you
would be oblivious to it.”
“Your father
is terribly worried about you.”
“My father
needs only to worry about regaining his own health.”
“It is
because of his concern for you that his health is in question.” I mentally kicked myself for letting that
statement slip, but I could not help but think that it was, indeed, in her best
interest to know the truth.
She lifted
her head, but her body was still pressed to mine. “What?” She questioned me
aloud, but the look in her eyes said that she was not surprised by what I had
told her. I was not destined to find
out any more – Hector had decided to come to the infirmary after all. Finding his wife in the arms of another man
was not what he wished to see.
“Victoria? Constable Crane?” Only three words were spoken, yet my blood ran cold. “What is going on here?” Victoria looked like a frightened animal;
sheld nld not find her voice, but she did not need to. I was willing to take any blame I had to in
order to protect her.
“She is upset
by her father’s condition, Mr. Wintergrace.
Since you were not here, I was simply trying to console her. There is nothing…”
“Victoria,
get up,” he ordered. She obeyed him,
quickly making her way to his side. “Constable
Crane, your ‘consoling’ is neither necessary nor needed.” He turned and headed for the door, Victoria
following. I sat where I was wondering
what harm had been done – and what harm would be done.
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