Lost Lenore: The Adventures of a Rolling StoneReid, Mayne
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Lost Lenore: The Adventures of a Rolling Stone
Reid, Mayne
Adventure stories; Dime novels; Fiction
Not many more words passed between Mrs Lanson, and myself. I know not
whether she noticed my confusion, as I stammered out some common-place,
leave-taking speech. I was too much excited to know what I did; or
whether my behaviour was remarked upon.
It was not necessary for me to make a memorandum of the address thus
given me. I had one already in my possession--which I had been carrying
in my pocket for weeks. More than that, I had called at the house
itself--on that occasion, when Captain Nowell accompanied me to the
Bank.
I know not why this discovery should have given my mind such a painful
shock. Why should the thought, that Lenore had married a man with whom
I was acquainted, cause me a more bitter pain than any I had yet
experienced?
Captain Nowell was a person, for whom I felt a sincere respect--
amounting almost to regard. Why then was I so disagreeably surprised,
to discover that he was the man who had found the happiness, I had
myself lost? I knew not; and I only sought an answer to this mental
interrogatory--in the hope, that, by finding it, I might be able to
correct some fault that existed in my own mind. I had accomplished the
object of my journey; and yet I returned to London with a heart aching
from disappointment. I had learnt where Lenore could be seen; and had
gone all the way to Liverpool to obtain that information, which might
have been mine at an earlier period--had I but hearkened to the request
of Captain Nowell to visit him at his house.
My reasons for keeping away from Denbigh Street were now ten times
stronger than ever. I no longer felt a desire to see Lenore; and never
wished to see Captain Nowell again.
My desire to depart from London was greatly strengthened by the
discovery I had made; and, much as I disliked Liverpool, I resolved to
return to it--for the purpose of taking passage thence to Melbourne: as
I had learnt that there were several Melbourne ships soon to sail from
that port.
On conferring with my brother William, he expressed his determination to
remain in London. He had bought shares in a brewery; and had every
prospect of doing well. He endeavoured to persuade me against returning
to the colonies--urging me to go into some business in London, get
anchored to a wife, and live happily like himself! Little did William
suspect how impossible it would have been for me to follow his counsels.
The arguments he used, only increased my desire to be gone; and I
determined to start next day for Liverpool.
Common politeness would not allow me to leave, without writing Captain
Nowell a note. It was necessary I should let him know, that I had
changed my mind about returning to the colonies in his ship.
On the morning after this last duty had been fulfilled--before I had
taken my departure for the train--Captain Nowell was announced; and I
could not well avoid seeing him.
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