First Love: A Novel. Vol. 1 of 3Loudon, Mrs. (Margracia)
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First Love: A Novel. Vol. 1 of 3
Loudon, Mrs. (Margracia)
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"Ugly! disagreeable!" repeated Edmund, glancing a complacent look at
Lord Morven, (for his own good-humour was fast returning,) "quite the
contrary; your brother is extremely handsome!" and he might have added,
"so is your ladyship," had he spoken all he thought: for Lady Susan's
smiling countenance, just then, appeared the most charming in the
world, Julia's only excepted, at which, from an involuntary impulse, he
at the instant stole a glance. He met her eyes--she smiled--a kind of
intoxication came over his spirits--he danced as if on air, and talked
an immensity. His partner thought him quite fascinating. When the dance
was over, Frances and several other ladies congratulated Lady Susan,
with much laughing, on her sudden conquest, telling her she had already
made quite another being of Captain Montgomery! Frances said she should
resign any claims she might have on the score of old acquaintanceship,
for she thought Edmund quite spoiled, he was grown so affected.
He, for his part, had flown to avail himself of Julia's promise. He
had forgotten disparity of rank, want of fortune, mystery of birth,
everything, but that she was not going to be married to Lord Morven! He
could now feel only, that he was near to, dancing with, looking upon a
being altogether captivating; and experiencing, in so doing, a delight
he had never known before; while blending itself with, and lending an
additional interest to, the natural admiration of personal loveliness,
there was, as he gazed, an unexamined, yet endearing consciousness,
that this was indeed the self-same being, not only whom he had all
his life tenderly loved, but, still more, who had always shown the
strongest, the most enthusiastic affection for him. It was as a child,
certainly--but it was delightful to remember it! And as she sat at the
supper-table, trying with now downcast, now averted eyes, to laugh off
the blushes which Edmund's extravagant compliments on her growth and
improvement had called up; and that he, turning towards her, his arm
leaning on the table before her, forgetting all present but herself,
the moments flew in a delirium of absolute happiness, till all but the
thus engrossed couple having risen from their seats, they too were
reminded that it was time to move: and the gay scene closed for the
night.
CHAPTER XXXIV.
"The bright vision lasted not."
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