Mary Seaham: A Novel. Volume 1 of 3Grey, Mrs. (Elizabeth Caroline)
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Mary Seaham: A Novel. Volume 1 of 3
Grey, Mrs. (Elizabeth Caroline)
Great Britain -- Social life and customs -- 19th century -- Fiction; Mate selection -- Fiction; Young women -- Fiction
From what could be gleaned gradually from his discourse, by those with
whom he became most intimately associated, a man of high family and
connections, he had come unknown and lonely, like one dropped suddenly
from some higher sphere, divested of all proud pretensions, to act as a
voluntary and unostentatious minister to the wants and necessities both
temporal and spiritual of the poor and needy, whilst at the same time
affecting no misanthropic and reclusive habits, though a certain
impenetrable mystery ever hung over his former history, he did not
shrink from mixing in social intercourse with the very few families of
which the retired neighbourhood could boast, and more particularly with
the inmates of Glan Pennant; becoming a zealous assistant in all the
charitable pursuits and interests in which the young sisters of the
house had engaged with such active and untiring interest, as long as
they remain unmarried.
Mary Seaham, perhaps, had been the one whose character and pursuits had
thrown her less than any of the family in the way of similar
association, and therefore might have been the least prepared to find
she had made so strong an impression on Mr. Temple's feelings, as his
present discourse discovered her to have done. But it was not so much
surprise, nor on the other hand, was it so much an overwhelming sense of
the honour done her by such distinction, as a feeling almost approaching
to self-disgust--shame; which for some moments kept her silently rooted
to the spot with that expression of countenance, her trembling lover
had interpreted as cold astonishment, excited by his proposal.
Ashamed and sorrowful she felt, as one might be to whom some guardian
angel--some higher spirit from another sphere--had stooped to offer
himself as guide and guardian through this earthly pilgrimage, and she
the favoured mortal had turned away, despising the blessed boon thus
proffered, saying:
"I will go forth and try whether I cannot walk amidst the dangerous
paths alone, or find at least some other Lord to have dominion over me."
Or, as the self convicted Israelite, who seeing the heavenly manna
scattered round his path, felt his heart still turn away, after the
flesh pots of Egypt.
This we mean to say was the light in which Mary was inclined to view her
feelings on this occasion. No one else, perhaps, would have judged them
so harshly, seeing in the first place, that the very exalted
superiority which in her own eyes made her heart's rejection of Mr.
Temple's suit, a reflection on her taste and feelings, would in the
opinion of others have rendered it but the more excusable; whilst in the
estimation of those possessed of less pure and simple enthusiasm than
the lady of his love, the possibility of such high strained excellence
existing in the life and character of a man of mortal mould, might have
been strongly doubted.
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