Wlliam Gilmore Simms
Mellichampe: A Legend of the Santee >> Chapter XXIII: The Threatened Sacrifice >> Page 215

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Novel (Romance) | Redfield | 1854
ered in his eye, and, fearful that his feeling would be seen
by the piercing glance of Tarleton, he turned away instantly
in the execution of his orders. A fierce hope of vengeance,
yet to be satisfied, was at his heart. He had not forgotten that
his mortal enemy lay wounded on that field. He knew that,
although wounded, Mellichampe was yet alive. The command
to scour the scene of conflict was precisely the command which
he most desired ; affording him, as it did, an opportunity of
making certain the stroke which even in the hurry of battle, he
had considered incomplete. A fierce emotion of delight, under
which he trembled, seized upon his frame as he heard the com-
mand; and, bowing with ill-concealed satisfaction to his supe-
rior, he hurried away with all the rapidity of a newly-stimu-
lated passion, not merely to the execution of his orders, but
to the final consummation of his own bloody scheme of ven-
geance---thy death of that hated rival, in the pursuit of
which he had been so often baffled when most sanguine of suc-
cess. The knife was now in his hand, however, and the devoted
victim lay before him.