I never could find out whether they _meant_ me to hear this conversation
or not; but the assurance which it conveyed, that Seymour did not love
me yet, was not lost upon me; and it was possible that all this was said
for that purpose. The consequence was, that I put the strictest guard
over my words and manners, lest Seymour should discover the attachment
which I had with much confidence indulged; and the attachment itself, I
resolved to resist, with all the energy possible: for surely, thought I,
if I am too young to inspire love, I ought to be too young to feel it;
and I am too proud to love where I am not beloved. And I kept the former
part of my resolution, for my attachment remained unsuspected; nor did
its strength hold out entirely uninjured against the conviction of the
utter indifference of its object. However, an affectionate grasp of my
hand, and a respectful salute of my cheek, replaced the boisterous
familiarity of his greeting, when we first met.
"Surely," said I to myself, "his feelings towards me have undergone a
change;" and while hope was thus restored to my bosom, I felt that my
former feelings would, on the slightest encouragement, return with
undiminished force.
I have since learnt--though not till long after the period in
question--that Lady Helen had thought proper to have a conversation with
her son on the subject nearest her heart; namely, a marriage between him
and me, in the course of a few years.
He listened to her, I found, with great surprise, but great complacency;
only exclaiming, "But she is such a child at present, dear mother!"
"But she will not always be a child," replied Lady Helen; "and though I
believe she is quite indifferent to you _now_, I am much mistaken if
that 'child,' as you call her, did not at your first arrival feel
something resembling love and jealousy too."
"Is it possible!" exclaimed Seymour, "and I not to be conscious of it!
_Dear_ little Helen!" And then he recollected the scene in the walk, and
my petulance, silence, and tears, for which he now accounted in a manner
flattering to his vanity; and it was so new--so _piquant_, to be loved
by a child, that he was charmed with the idea of his conquest. But then
Lady Helen had told him he had lost this affection; and as none can bear
to renounce the power which they have once possessed, he was resolved to
pay me those attentions by the want of which I had been alienated. He
was too conscious, however, to be able to act upon his resolves; and he
had learnt to consider me in so new a light, that he felt embarrassed
when he should have been assiduous; and though I saw a change in his
manner during the last four days, it was far from being a favourable
one. It was only on the last of the four days that he seemed to have
shaken off the trammels which hung about him. That day, as I was drawing
at the window, and he was reading aloud by his mother, I saw him lay
down his book, and whisper in her ear.
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