Dilemmas of Pride, (Vol 1 of 3)Loudon, Mrs. (Margracia)
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Dilemmas of Pride, (Vol 1 of 3)
Loudon, Mrs. (Margracia)
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She was not herself previously aware that the heartless coquetry in
which she had been indulging had taken so strong a hold even of her bad
feelings; but disappointed vanity was perhaps a mortification she had
never known before. She therefore scarcely herself understood the
species of rage with which she was now animated; the almost hatred with
which she now looked on the perfect loveliness of her blushing,
trembling child. Of course, on prudential considerations she would have
disapproved of the match at any rate; and of this she now made an
excuse to herself.
She stepped forward, and when close before Caroline, stamped her foot,
uttered an ironical, hysterical laugh, and almost gasping for breath,
stood some moments ere she could well articulate.
"You piece of premature impudence!" were the first words she at length
pronounced. After pausing again for a moment, she recommenced with a
sneer, "So you have made your arrangement. I must congratulate you on
Mr. Arden's obliging acceptance of your liberal offer, of heart, hand,
and fortune!"
Caroline looked the most innocent astonishment.
"You really do not understand me," proceeded her ladyship, in the same
tone of mockery. "Are you then not aware that I have been a witness to
the scene which has just passed? and have, of course, heard your modest
ladyship stating to Mr. Arden how much at a loss you were for some one
to love you, forsooth! Barefaced enough, certainly! Upon which the young
man could not in common politeness do less than offer his services.
Besides, it was much too good a thing to be rejected; few younger
brothers, and therefore beggars, would refuse the hand of an heiress of
your rank and fortune. Go! you disgrace to your family and sex; go to
your room, and remain there till you have my permission to leave it. As
for Mr. Arden, I shall give orders that he is never again admitted
beneath this roof. Should you hereafter meet him in society do not dare
to recognise him. Go!"
Caroline was moving towards the door, without attempting a reply, well
aware that remonstrance or entreaty would be perfectly vain.
"Stay!--I have changed my mind," recommenced her ladyship. "Mr. Arden
comes to-morrow, it seems--let him come--I shall not see him. Receive
him yourself, reject him yourself, now and for ever! Tell him that on
reflection you have repented of your folly; and that the subject must
not be even mentioned to me. Let the interview take place in this
room--let your rejection be distinct, and let him suppose it comes from
yourself. I shall be again in the conservatory--I shall hear and see all
that passes; and on your peril, by word or look, say more or less than I
have commanded."
Caroline flung herself on her knees, and with clasped hands and
streaming eyes looked up in her mother's face. "Oh, do not, do not,"
she exclaimed, "ask me to see him, and in all else I will submit!"
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