Ellice Quentin, and other storiesHawthorne, Julian
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Ellice Quentin, and other stories
Hawthorne, Julian
American fiction -- 19th century; Short stories, American
'It's a little idyl--a bit of a romance, you know, that I had imagined.
I hoped to take you back to America with me, when I went, and I
expected my sister would come too. Well, she's there already. But I
thought, don't you see, that you would meet and perhaps see a good deal
of each other; and I'm certain she's a girl of fine character, though
she may very likely be no great beauty to look at; and of course she
has half of all I own, and will probably decide to settle down over
there; and I'll defy any woman who knows what you are to help falling
in love with you.'
Floyd was actually stammering and getting red in the face. I never
felt my heart so go out to a man, before or since. Dear old Floyd! how
little he knew what an impossibility he was proposing.
'I'm not a marrying man, Floyd,' was all I was able to reply at the
moment; but I knew that he understood, from my tone and look, how
deeply his suggestion had touched me.
After this ensued a rather long silence. At last he remarked,
carelessly taking up the note which old Joanna had brought in with the
beer, and which I had quite forgotten.
'Apparently I'm to take your assertion that you know nobody in town
with a reservation. This looks like an invitation from some of the
upper ten. The monogram is big enough.'
'An invitation?--that can't be.' On opening the envelope, however, I
found that he was right. It was an invitation to a private fancy ball,
at the house of no less a person than my banker.
'It's very strange; I never spoke ten words to him in my life, and my
balance is none of the largest. It's to-night, too--short notice!'
'He didn't want to give you time to refuse. Of course you'll go. Let me
look at it--"Mr. Wyndham and friend"--that means me. We'll go together.'
A good deal to my own surprise, I found that Floyd's proposal was by
no means so distasteful as I should have supposed. The truth was, I
much needed some distraction. This fancy ball would serve to pass away
what otherwise bade fair to be a very uncomfortable evening. After a
little discussion, therefore, I consented to accompany him thither; and
as evening was already coming on, we sallied forth to procure dominos.
A few hours later saw us ensconced in a drosky, and rattling over the
uneven pavements to our destination.
'I shouldn't wonder, by the way,' remarked Floyd, as we alighted, 'if
that divine creature were to be there.'
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