Charles Tyrrell; or, The Bitter Blood. Volumes I and IIJames, G. P. R. (George Payne Rainsford)
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Charles Tyrrell; or, The Bitter Blood. Volumes I and II
James, G. P. R. (George Payne Rainsford)
England -- Social life and customs -- 19th century -- Fiction; Murder -- Fiction
"Indeed," she said, "I'm afraid I cannot wait--I ought to go very
soon--indeed, I ought. I did not know he was coming," and evidently in
great agitation, she burst into tears.
Charles Tyrrell took her hand kindly, saying,
"Come, come, do not be agitated my dear young lady. We are all, at
this moment, placed in circumstances of an extraordinary and trying
kind, and we must not attempt to act, or even to think as we would in
the smooth intercourse of ordinary life."
"Oh, but you do not know, Sir Charles," she said, "or you would not
wish me to stay. You do not know that he sent a letter, proposing to
me, and after I had unfortunately written back what I thought was
right, came all this terrible business and my father's anger with me,
and then Mr. Morrison sent me a cold and cutting letter, telling me
that, as circumstances were altered, he set me quite free of all
engagements to him--you do not know all this, or I'm sure you would
not wish me to stay."
"I do know it all," replied Charles, "and yet I wish you to stay very
much, Miss Longly. Everard still loves you dearly, and if I am not
mistaken, so you do him."
She cast down her eyes, but replied nothing, and Charles Tyrrell went
on,
"I must not have you throw away your happiness for the want of a
little explanation. You will acknowledge, I am sure, that your
conduct, unexplained, might well seem strange and wrong."
"Oh, some part of it was certainly wrong," she said; "I did what was
very wrong. I coquetted with that base young man, when I really loved
another. I let vanity and foolishness get the better of me, Sir
Charles, and bitterly have I been punished. But I never entertained a
thought of doing any real evil, and when I went down to meet him, it
was with the thought of doing what was my duty, and what was right
alone; for by that time, I had learned to hate him, and to despise
myself for ever having given him any encouragement. My father would
not hear me, when I wanted to explain, and I was always afraid of
mentioning to anybody else what was the pretence on which he lured me
there, for fear of betraying my father's secrets."
"Well then," replied Charles Tyrrell, "for your own sake and for
Everard's, take a strong resolution; explain all this to him that you
have explained to me. By means that you do not know, I can confirm
every word that you say. Cast away pride, Miss Longly; remember that
your happiness and his are both at stake, and that happiness, once
cast away, is seldom--very seldom, if ever, regained."
"Ay, that is what I fear," replied Hannah, "I fear that it never can
be regained. Do you think, then, that he is unhappy, Sir Charles?"
"I am sure of it," replied Charles; "I have seen it, and, I know it,
Miss Longly. I know that he is not only unhappy, but will be unhappy
throughout his whole life, if you do not candidly and kindly remove
the serious cause for unhappiness that he has, by explaining to him
the conduct of one whom he still sincerely loves."
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