Margaret Capel: A Novel, vol. 1 of 3Wallace, Ellen
General
Margaret Capel: A Novel, vol. 1 of 3
Wallace, Ellen
English fiction -- 19th century
"I can understand that such a question concerns him," said Margaret,
with a faltering in her voice; "and, therefore, if you please, you can
tell him I am free in that respect; but if I am free, uncle, I need not
choose a person whom I do not like."
"The idea of not liking Hubert Gage!" said Mr. Grey.
"I do like him, uncle, as an acquaintance, and shall do so, if he does
not teaze me; but, as a suitor--why, Uncle Grey," said Margaret
brightening up, "he will forget all about me now, before I forget him,
though he does profess a regard for me that I cannot return."
"Well, my love," said Mr. Grey, "you shall act exactly as your feelings
dictate; but it is an awkward business I can tell you, all this
proposing and rejecting."
"Thank you, dear uncle," said Margaret leaning forward, and kissing him
on the forehead. "But--I may have the carriage all the same, Sir, may I
not, to go for my guitar string?"
"Oh! poor Hubert Gage," said Mr. Grey leaning back, as Margaret left the
room, and looking very much exhausted. "If she can think of her guitar
string at such a time, I am afraid there is a remarkably small chance
for the young gentleman."
CHAPTER XVI.
But woo her, gentle Paris, get her heart,
My will to her consent is but a part;
An she agree, within her scope of choice
Lies my consent and fair according voice.
SHAKESPEARE.
Which when he heard, he inly touched was
With tender ruth for her unworthy griefe;
And having cheered her, thus said; Faire Dame
In evils, counsell is the comfort chiefe,
Which though I be not wise enough to frame,
Yet as I well it meane, vouchsafe it without blame.
SPENSER.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
Reviews
Reviews
No reviews yet
Be the first to share your thoughts on this work.
Elsewhere in the archive
Join the Discussion
Join the discussion
Sign in to leave a comment or review.
Sign InorCreate an account