Bildungsromans; Psychological fiction; Young women -- Fiction
bear to see you with him and you trying to take him away from me
and him getting to love you better than me. I used to go away and
as for crying, I’ve cried enough in the last few years to make up
for all the years of my life when I never cried. I didn’t cry at
all when poor Charlie was killed, I suppose I was numb and then
there was this horror of the baby coming. I felt turned into stone.
And then began the time I thought you would marry Judith. I know
you were in love with her, I suppose you still are, she is so
pretty and clever as well. I was allways very fond of Judith, she
was sweet to me, and I used to think Id try hard not to mind if you
married her because it was so suitable and shed make you happy if
she loved you. But I dont think she will love you, it wasnt you she
wanted. It is awfull to think she has your love and doesnt want it.
The waste, I cant bear it! If only all the people with unwanted
love could hand it on to the people whod die for it and there were
none of these gastly gaps--everybody loving someone who loves
another person. It seems so funny it never struck you I was the one
who could make you happy, that Id always love you and look after
you, but of course its silly to talk like that. I know Im stupid. I
never read books or had any education. I have always exasperated
you but I think if youd loved me I might have been different. Id
have lerned from you, Id have done anything to please you. I know I
could have. But it never seemed worth while making an effort. I was
allways your but and you expected me to be a fool. Its terrible how
I iritate you. Why did I marry Charlie. He begged me and begged me
and Id allways been so used to giving way to him. Besides I was so
young then I couldnt beleive things wouldn’t come right if I wanted
them to be. I thought if I went and announced to you I was going to
marry Charlie youd realise I wasnt a baby any more, that I was
grown up, and youd say no, I must marry you not Charlie. And then
your fury when he told you and the revalation of how contemtable
you thought me. I think you were jealous too, because Charlie had
done a thing without telling you and of course youd got him out of
so many scrapes you couldnt bear him turning to someone else,
especially a person like me who I suppose you thought too stupid to
mannage him at all. Poor Charlie I know you loved him and tried to
be like a father to him but honestly I dont believe you mannaged
him quite the right way. I suppose it was my damned pride that
made me go through with marrying him. When he came and told me hed
sworn never to speak to you again, his only brother, I felt it was
all my fault and I couldnt desert him. I couldnt help loving him in
a way, he was very lovable and he did depend on me so. I vowed to
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