Love After Marriage; and Other Stories of the HeartHentz, Caroline Lee
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Love After Marriage; and Other Stories of the Heart
Hentz, Caroline Lee
Fiction; Short stories, American
"No!" answered Cecil, "the only emotion she could excite is that of
the deepest pity. She is thin to emaciation, sallow to cadaverousness,
and her eyes occupy the greatest portion of her face, they look so
large and hollow and wild. She might sit for a miniature
representation of famine, disease, or woe. There is something about
her, however, that speaks of gentle blood and early gentle breeding.
Her name at least is aristocratic, and bespeaks a French
extraction--Eugenia St. Clair."
Rosamond was delighted with the name, and wondered how she could help
being pretty with such a beautiful name.
"Poor child!" said Mrs. Clifford, "it is a pity she is not handsome,
it would add so much to the romance of the adventure."
"She is helpless and oppressed," cried Cecil warmly, "and if she had
the beauty of a cherub her claims would not plead more eloquently than
they do in my heart. I should think I were guilty of murder, if I left
her in the hands of that virago. It is true I put a _douceur_ in her
hand, terrifying her at the same time with the threatenings of the
law, but this will only purchase the child's security for a short
time. I made a vow to myself, when she clung to me convulsively, as I
attempted to leave her, that I would place her in some situation where
she could find kindness and protection, till fitting arrangements can
be made for her education."
"You are indeed romantic," said Mrs. Clifford, seriously, "and know
not what you may entail upon yourself."
"I am sorry if you think me so," said Cecil, with a look of
mortification and disappointment--"I see I have as usual drawn too
hasty conclusions. You have been so very kind to me, so kind as to
make me forget in your household the absence of domestic ties. I dared
to hope you would assist me in my design, and perhaps receive for a
little while, under your own roof, this neglected child of orphanage
and want. I have no other friend of whom I could ask a similar favour,
and if I find I am presuming too much on you, I believe I must try to
fall in love and get married, so that I can take my protegée to a home
of my own."
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