Adoptees -- Fiction; Fathers and daughters -- Fiction
"It is a service to both," he said; "and as to the opposition I shall
meet, that is my affair. You know that nothing will stop me when once
resolved. And I am resolved. The inner voice that cannot be mistaken
assures me that I do right--I ask no other approval. A sense of justice,
perhaps of compassion, for the original author of all our wretchedness,
ought probably to move me; but I will not pretend to be better than I
am; were Falkner alone concerned, I fear I should be lukewarm. But not
one cloud, nor the shadow of a cloud, shall rest on my mother's fate.
All shall be clear, all universally acknowledged; nor shall your life be
blotted and your heart-broken by the wretched fate of him to whom you
cling with matchless fidelity. He is innocent, I know; but if the world
thinks and acts by him as a murderer, how could you look up again?
Through you I succeeded in my task; to you I owe unspeakable gratitude,
which it is my duty to repay. Yet, away with such expressions. You know
that my desire to serve you is boundless; that I love you beyond
expression; that every injury you receive is trebled upon me--that vain
were every effort of self-command; I must do that thing that would
benefit you, though the whole world rose to forbid. You are of more
worth in your innocence and nobleness, than a nation of men such as my
father. Do you think I can hesitate in my determinations thus founded,
thus impelled?"
More vehement, more impassioned than Elizabeth, Neville bore down her
objections, while he awakened all her tenderness and gratitude: "Now I
prove myself your friend," he said, proudly; "now Heaven affords me
opportunity to serve you, and I thank it."
He looked so happy, so wildly delighted, while a more still but not less
earnest sense of joy filled her heart. They were young, and they
loved--this of itself was bliss; but the cruel circumstances around them
added to their happiness by drawing them closer together, and giving
fervour and confidence to their attachment; and now that he saw a mode
of serving her, and she felt entire reliance on his efforts, the last
veil and barrier fell from between them, and their hearts became united
by that perfect love which can result alone from entire confidence and
acknowledged unshackled sympathy.
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