Mattie:—A Stray (Vol 3 of 3)Robinson, F. W. (Frederick William)
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Mattie:—A Stray (Vol 3 of 3)
Robinson, F. W. (Frederick William)
English fiction -- 19th century
He became more dull and thoughtful; but he did not sink back to his past
estate--that was a promise which he had made Mattie, before she went
away. When she came again--he prayed it might be soon--she should not
find him the despondent, morbid being, from which her efforts had
transformed him. He tried to think the time away by dwelling upon that
business in which he intended to embark; but there came the grave
perplexity of the general management--and whom to trust, now Mattie had
returned to her father's home! Meanwhile, he was wasting money by
inaction, and he had always known the value of money, and money's
fugitive properties, if not carefully studied.
We say that he tried to think of his new business life, for other
thoughts would force their way to the front, and take pre-eminence. He
could not keep the past ever in the background; before him would flit,
despite his efforts to escape it, the figure of his lost love, to whom
he had looked forward once as his solace in his blindness. Blindness,
with her at his side, had not appeared a life to be deplored, and it was
ever pleasant to picture what might have been, had the ties between them
never been sundered by his will. For he loved her still--the stern
interdict upon her name was even a part of his affection; and there were
times when he did not care to shut her from his mind--on the contrary,
loved to think of her as he had known her once. In these latter days, he
thought of both Harriet and Mattie--drew, as was natural to one in his
condition, the comparison between them--saw which was the truer, firmer,
better character, but loved the weaker for all that! That Harriet had
not loved him truly and firmly, did not matter; he had given her up for
his pride's sake, even for her own sake, but he loved her none the less.
She would have been unhappy with him after a while--she could not have
endured the place of nurse and comforter--she, who was made for the
brightness of life, and to be comforted herself when that brightness was
shut from her; she was not like Mattie, a woman of rare character and
energy.
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