Miss Hildreth: A Novel, Volume 1Stevens, Augusta de Grasse
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Miss Hildreth: A Novel, Volume 1
Stevens, Augusta de Grasse
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Then followed days of beatific bliss and rapture, though both were poor,
and a more undesirable and foolish marriage for either in the world's
eyes--even the little world of Hurontown, which aped the morals and
cynicism of modern Babylon--could not be imagined. As a punishment for
their precipitate happiness came an indignant letter from Patricia's
mamma summoning her home, and peremptorily bidding her give up such
foolish playing at love. What did she think would be her chances for the
future if she marred all possibilities by such reckless flirtations? Was
she really devoid of all sense and judgment?
The lovers parted with vows of undying constancy, and the flame of their
love was kept alight by the interchange of daily letters, which, on
Patricia's part at least, were the cause of considerable deception and
hood-winking. Thus the months wore on; winter came, and with it a kind
friend, lately visiting in modern Babylon, brought news of Patricia's
gay life in that city, and rumours of her not too innocent flirtations,
of her daring public opinion by various foolhardy escapades; of her
beauty, her wit, her heedlessness of public censure; to all of which
Philip listened, smiling, believing in her fully, trusting that his love
for her, and hers for him, was sufficient safeguard against all attacks
made upon her loyalty by those in her own home.
But when there came a letter from Patricia, short, and not very
gracious, flippant and worldly in tone, announcing her approaching visit
to Europe under the chaperonage of a lady rather too well known for her
leaning towards a brilliant life, and altogether unfitted to be the
guide, philosopher, and friend of so impetuous a nature as his lady
love's, Philip aroused himself from his indolence, and awakened to
dangers ahead for him and her, betook himself to modern Babylon, and
presented himself before her without word of warning. Came, indeed, most
unexpectedly upon her, as she was holding her little court, composed of
one or two clever men, several handsome ones, a sprinkling of fair girls
and equally fair matrons; in the midst of whom Patricia shone forth
resplendent, as the planet Venus among her satellites.
Upon this fashionable throng burst poor Philip, disturbed,
travel-stained, and weary. From the fulness of a young, loving, jealous
heart, overcharged and ready to explode at the first touch of powder, he
demanded, not too courteously perhaps, that she should instantly then
and there, explain the presence of those obnoxious men, renounce her
contemplated journey, throw aside the useless, frivolous life she was
leading; marry him at once, and come to him in his poverty and toil with
him; he did not add _for him_, or she might have yielded. He was not
even gracious in his manner of asking, and his hand clasped hers
roughly, sending the brilliant rings into the soft fingers mercilessly.
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