Domestic fiction; England -- Fiction; Fathers and daughters -- Fiction; Guardian and ward -- Fiction; Love stories
“That you have still my friendship, my admiration, and even my love, I
will not attempt to deceive either myself or you by disavowing; but
still, with a firm assurance, I declare, that prudence outweighs them
all; and I have not, from henceforward, a wish to be regarded by you,
in any other respect than as one ‘who wishes you well.’ That you ever
beheld me in the endearing quality of a destined and an affectionate
husband, (such as I would have proved) was a deception upon my hopes:
they acknowledge the mistake, and are humbled—but I entreat you to
spare their farther trial, and for a single week do not insult me with
the open preference of another. In the short space of that period I
shall have taken my leave of you—_for ever_.
“I shall visit Italy, and some other parts of the Continent; from
whence I propose passing to the West Indies, in order to inspect my
possessions there: nor shall I return to England till after a few
years’ absence; in which time I hope to become once more reconciled to
the change of state I am enjoined—a change I now most fervently wish
could be entirely dispensed with.
“The occasion of my remaining here a week longer, is to settle some
necessary affairs, among which the principal is, that of delivering to
a friend, a man of worth and of tenderness, all those writings which
have invested me with the power of my guardianship—he will, the day
after my departure, (without one upbraiding word) resign them to you in
my name; and even your most respected father, could he behold the
resignation, would concur in its propriety.
“And now, my dear Miss Milner, let not affected resentment, contempt,
or levity, oppose that serenity, which, for the week to come, I wish to
enjoy. By complying with this request, give me to believe, that, since
you have been under my care, you think I have, at least, faithfully
discharged some part of my duty. And wherever I have been inadequate to
your wishes, attribute my demerits to some infirmity of mind, rather
than to a negligence of your happiness. Yet, be the cause what it will,
since these faults have existed, I do not attempt to disavow or
extenuate them, and I beg your pardon.
“However time, and a succession of objects, may eradicate more tender
sentiments, I am sure _never_ to lose the liveliest anxiety for your
welfare—and with all that solicitude, which cannot be described, I
entreat for your own sake, for mine—when we shall be far asunder—and
for the sake of your dead father’s memory, that, _upon every important
occasion, you will call your serious judgment to direct you_.
“I am, Madam,
“Your sincerest friend,
“Elmwood.”
After she had read every syllable of this letter, it dropped from her
hands; but she uttered not a word. There was, however, a paleness in
her face, a deadness in her eye, and a kind of palsy over her frame,
which Miss Woodley, who had seen her in every stage of her uneasiness,
never had seen before.
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