Whatever I may be NOW, I was THEN the soul of
disinterestedness and honour; and had she reposed on the
bosom of her own father, that devoted and unresisting
girl could not have been pressed there with holier
tenderness. But even to this there was too soon a term.
The hour of parting at length arrived, announced, as
before, by the small bell of her father, and I again tore
myself from her arms; not, however, without first
securing the treasured letter, and obtaining a promise
from your mother that I should receive another at each
succeeding visit."
CHAPTER X.
"Nearly a month passed away in this manner; and at each
interview our affection seemed to increase. The days of
our meeting were ever days of pure and unalloyed happiness;
while the alternate ones of absence were, on my part,
occupied chiefly with reading the glowing letters given
me at each parting by your mother. Of all these, however,
there was not one so impassioned, so natural, so every
way devoted, as the first. Not that she who wrote them
felt less, but that the emotion excited in her bosom by
the manifestation of mine on that occasion, had imparted
a diffidence to her style of expression, plainly indicating
the source whence it sprung.
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