Dorothy South: A Love Story of Virginia Just Before the WarEggleston, George Cary
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Dorothy South: A Love Story of Virginia Just Before the War
Eggleston, George Cary
Love stories; Virginia -- Fiction
“In the meantime I shall guard my conduct against every act, and
lock my lips against every utterance that might do harm.
“I have formulated a plan of action, and of that I will tell you at
the first opportunity, because I want your counsel respecting it.
As soon as I am free, I shall act upon it, if you do not think it
too late.
“I cannot tell you, my dear Edmonia, how great a comfort it is to
me in my perplexity, that I have your sympathy and may rely upon
your counsel in my time of need. I have just now begun to realize
how little I know of myself, and your wise words, spoken today,
have shown me clearly how very much you know of me. To you,
therefore, I shall look, in this perplexity, for that guidance for
which I have always, hitherto, relied,--in mistaken and conceited
self-confidence,--upon my own judgment. Could there be anything
more precious than such friendship and ready sympathy as that which
you give to me? Whatever else may happen, now or hereafter, I shall
always feel that in enriching my life with so loyal, so unselfish a
friendship as that which you have given to me, my Virginian
episode has been happy in its fruit.
“Poor Dorothy is almost broken down with work and loss of sleep.
You will be glad to know that I have sent her to the house for a
night of undisturbed rest. I had to use all my influence with her
to make her go. And at the last she went, I think, merely because
she felt that her going would relieve me of worry and apprehension.
She is a real heroine, but she has so much of the martyr’s spirit
in her that she needs restraint and control.”
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