Emmeline, the Orphan of the CastleSmith, Charlotte
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Emmeline, the Orphan of the Castle
Smith, Charlotte
Gothic fiction; Great Britain -- Social life and customs -- 18th century -- Fiction; Marriage -- Fiction; Single women -- Fiction
'Do you suspect that he wavers then?' very earnestly asked Lady Adelina,
fixing her eyes on the blushing face of Emmeline.
'I really am not sure,' answered she--'you know my promise, reluctantly
given, was only conditional. I am far from being anxious to anticipate
by firmer engagements the certainty of it's being fulfilled; much better
contented I should be, if he yet took a few years longer to consider of
it. You, Lady Adelina,' continued she, smiling, 'are surely no advocate
for early marriages; and Mrs. Stafford is greatly averse to them. You
must therefore suppose that what my two friends have found inimical to
their happiness, I cannot consider as being likely to constitute mine.'
This speech had the effect Emmeline intended. It brought back the
thoughts of Lady Adelina from the uncertainties of her friend to her own
actual sorrows. She sighed deeply.
'You say truly,' said she. '_I_ have no reason to wish those I love may
precipitately form indissoluble engagements; nor _do_ I wish it. Would
to God _I_ had not been the victim of an hasty and unhappy marriage; or
that I had been the _only_ victim. Emmeline,' added she, lowering her
voice, now hardly audible, 'Emmeline, _may_ I ask?--where is--spare me
the repetition of a name I have solemnly vowed never to utter--you
understand me?'
'I do,' answered Emmeline, gravely. 'He has been in Ireland; but is now
I suppose in London, as the time he told me he should pass there has
long since elapsed. I heard he was to return no more to Tylehurst, and
that Mr. Delamere had given up the house there; but of this I know
nothing from themselves. The person you enquire after, I have seen only
once, and that for half an hour. Mrs. Stafford can tell you more, if you
wish to hear it.'
'Ah! pardon my wretched weakness, Emmeline! I know I ought to conquer
it! But I cannot help wishing--I cannot help being anxious to hear of
him! Yet would I conceal from every one but you that the recollection of
this unhappy man never a moment leaves me. Tell me, my angelic friend!
for of you I may ask and be forgiven--has he seen his son?'
'He has; and was extremely affected. But dear Lady Adelina, do not, I
beseech you, enquire into the particulars of the interview. Try, my
beloved friend, to divest yourself of these painful recollections--ah!
try to recover your peace, and preserve your life, for the sake of our
dear little William and those friends who love you.'
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