Kissing the Rod: A Novel. (Vol. 2 of 3)Yates, Edmund
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Kissing the Rod: A Novel. (Vol. 2 of 3)
Yates, Edmund
England -- Fiction
some gratitude to the giver, without some softening of the pride of
her resentful heart, without some more tender and womanly sentiment
than that she had purchased all this at the price of herself, and it
was but her right. The love which she could not deny, which she was
forced to acknowledge, to wonder at every day since she had been
Robert's wife, had at first inspired her only with contemptuous
wonder; she treated it with disdain in her thoughts, as another proof
of the reckless selfishness of men. Here was one ready and willing to
pay any price for the gratification of a fancy. So much the better! He
had his reward; and her father's needs were supplied, and her defeat
and mortification covered by the same means. But was she bound to feel
any affection or gratitude to this man in consequence? He loved her
for his own sake, not for hers; it was a selfish passion, and he was
rich enough to buy its object; that was all. It suited her to be sold;
and there was the whole transaction. Love and gratitude had no part in
it, could never have any part in any thing in which she should be
concerned any more. Gordon Frere was a poor man, she believed: well,
she could have been grateful to him if he had shared his narrow means
with her, and incurred the anger of his family for her sake; she could
have been very happy and very good. But what was the use of thinking
of these things? He had only amused himself with her. Was she to be
grateful to this man, who had merely purchased her, as he might have
purchased any other expensive object which it pleased him to possess.
They would get on very well together, no doubt. She had no fear of any
disagreements; she trusted, with reason, in her own high breeding and
her entire indifference; and then rich people never need quarrel and
be disagreeable to each other, the restrictions of life were not for
them; finally, it did not much matter, after all. Katharine believed
that she had discovered life to be a swindle, and that she should
never more be deceived. This was already a sufficiently lamentable
effect of the disappointment she had sustained. With such a character,
what might not result from a discovery of the whole truth--from a
discovery that the man she loved had never been false to her, and that
the marriage into which she had entered in self-defence was the basest
of transactions!
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