And she had moved him that evening more deeply than she could know.
Neither she, nor any finite power, could plant righteous principle
within his soul and transform his character; but she had created,
for the time at least, an utter distaste for all low and sensual
pleasures, and an honest and absorbing wish to become a true, good
man. He felt that he could not, in her society, and breathing the
pure atmosphere of her life, be his old self.
Never did a man return from a fashionable revel in a more serious
and thoughtful mood, and equally with Lottie and Hemstead he was
glad to escape, from the trifling chat and gossip of Addie and Bel
Parton, to the solitude of his own loom.
CHAPTER XVIII.
HEMSTEAD'S HEAVY GUN AND ITS RECOIL.
The "day after the ball" has its proverbial character, and Saturday
was so long and dismal to several of the revellers that it occurred
to them that their pleasure had been purchased rather dearly. It
seemed an odd coincidence, that those who had been bent on securing
all the pleasure possible, with no other thought, suffered the
most. Bel and Addie could scarcely endure their own company, they
were so weary and stupid; and they yawned through the day, irritable
and dishevelled, for it was too stormy for callers.
De Forrest did not appear until dinner, and then came down moody
and taciturn. The young ladies had heard of his illness the evening
before, with significant glances. Mrs. Marchmont partly surmised
the truth, but politely ignored the matter, treating it only as a
sudden indisposition; and so the affair was passed over, as such
matters usually are in fashionable life until they reach a stage
too pronounced for polite blindness.
De Forrest but dimly recollected the events of the preceding evening.
He was quite certain, however, that he had been drunk, and had made
a fool of himself.
Though his conscience was not over tender upon this subject, and
though such occurrences were not so exceedingly rare in fashionable
life as to be very shocking, he still had the training and instinct
of a gentleman, to a sufficient degree to feel deep mortification.
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