India : $b the pearl of Pearl RiverSouthworth, Emma Dorothy Eliza Nevitte
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India : $b the pearl of Pearl River
Southworth, Emma Dorothy Eliza Nevitte
Louisiana -- Social life and customs -- 19th century -- Fiction; Man-woman relationships -- Fiction
Yet, even while he spoke, he became suddenly pale and aghast, as if, for
the first time, the possibility that it might be otherwise had struck
him.
The lady had been pale and disturbed throughout the interview; and now
she rose, and taking his hand, said—
“Mark, they have gone down to breakfast; we must go too. We will speak
of this again. Mark, I should be in despair, if I did not hope that
circumstances will compel you to abandon this insane purpose. When do
you break it to India?”
“This day, mother! You have conjured up a phantom whose presence I would
not endure for many hours. It must be exorcised by dear India
forthwith.”
Mrs. Sutherland had two grounds of hope. The first was, that her son,
restored to home associations and influences, might change his views and
purposes before they should become known to his uncle. Upon this first
hope she founded her purpose of preventing, as long as possible, Mark’s
intended communication to India. The second ground of hope was, that in
the event of Mr. Sutherland’s intentions becoming known, the powerful
motives that would be brought to bear upon him—the threatened loss of
his uncle’s favour, and of his promised bride’s hand—might irresistibly
impel him to renounce his project.
But her present wish was to arrest the disclosure of her son’s
resolution until she could gain time to use her influence upon him to
induce him to abandon them. These thoughts did not arise in her mind
during her interview with Mark, nor until she sat reflecting upon it,
after breakfast, in the back parlour. Her visitors, on leaving the
table, had retired into the front room.
Her fit of deep thought was interrupted by the entrance of Mrs. Vivian
from that front parlour. The “lady gay” came in, trilling a lively opera
air. Mrs. Sutherland arose, and took her hand with a very serious
manner, saying—
“My dear Valeria, who have you left in the other room?”
“Mark and India,” answered the little widow, raising her eyebrows with
slight surprise.
“No one else?”
“No—yes—I do not know; I believe there is a waiter, or”—
“My dearest Valeria,” said Mrs. Sutherland, drawing her to the opposite
extremity of the room, “do me a favour; return to the room, and, not
only while you remain here, but after you go back to Cashmere, prevent
as long as possible any private conversation between those two young
people; interrupt them; follow them; stay with them: circumvent them in
every way.”
“Helen, you astonish me! _Me_ play Madame Detrop, not ‘for one night
only,’ but for a whole season! You positively shock me!” exclaimed Mrs.
Vivian, and her _eyes_ asked, what _can_ you mean?
Mrs. Sutherland answered both words and looks at the same time, by
saying, very gravely,—
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