Amethyst: The Story of a BeautyColeridge, Christabel R. (Christabel Rose)
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Amethyst: The Story of a Beauty
Coleridge, Christabel R. (Christabel Rose)
England -- Social life and customs -- 19th century -- Fiction
Now, he had told her nothing that she did not know before, but he had
given her the impulse to act upon her own inner convictions.
Amethyst was a strong and resolute person, but she shuddered as she
thought of the battle that lay before her. She had allowed the
brilliant and delightful present to distract her mind from its issues,
and to blind her eyes to the vanishing point of all her success. She
had been so taken up with interests and amusements, and with the triumph
of her beauty, that she had suffered herself to forget the nature of the
act to which all was tending, had talked, and thought, and prepared for
a worldly marriage, without allowing herself to realise what a marriage
without love meant. The pomps and vanities of this wicked world had
caught her in their toils.
So she had tied her own hands, and put herself in a false position,
entangled herself in all sorts of counter obligations, which must be
broken through at the cost of honour and faith.
When she turned round, not five minutes after Sylvester had left her,
and saw Sir Richard Grattan coming into the room, she felt that in
another five minutes all her power of resistance would be gone. She
clasped her hands together behind her back, and stood straight up and
waited. Sir Richard's face was disturbed, and not quite that of an
eager lover.
"Miss Haredale," he said, in his harsh, full, resolute voice, "I have
heard a good deal this morning to surprise me. But I am a man of
honour, and in the face of these distressing circumstances, I come to
renew the offer I have more than once made you, and I hope for a
favourable answer."
"You have laid us under great obligations," said Amethyst, a little more
proudly than she would have dared to speak, if he had not referred to
his own honour.
"I have acted pretty much with my eyes open, though I did not know of
this last--misfortune. I consider it all quite worth my while. It
won't be the last time, I dare say, that difficulties may arise, but I
considered all that, or most of it, before I began to address you. I
don't consider that my credit is in any way affected by other people's
conduct. I have acted all through in the hope, the determination to win
you, and, as my wife, no annoyances shall be suffered to approach you."
"Sir Richard," said Amethyst, "I wish to tell you the truth. I have
been meaning to--to accept your proposals for a long time. Certainly I
have given you reason to think I should. I have to tell you that I
find, now, that it is utterly impossible. I beg your pardon. I have
behaved very ill. But I cannot fulfil my intention."
Sir Richard gave a great start.
"I know what this means," he said abruptly; "some one has come between
us. It is your old lover."
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