Great Britain -- Social life and customs -- Fiction; Self-control -- Fiction; Women -- Fiction
He gave this letter to Fanny, with injunctions to deliver it
immediately, and then went to inquire for Lord Bellamer, whom it gave
him real pleasure to find pronounced out of danger. Lady Bellamer, too,
had ceased to reproach and molest him. She had recovered from her
indisposition, and removed to the house of a relation, who humanely
offered to receive her. His hopes were strong of the effect of his
letter; and he passed the evening in greater comfort than had lately
fallen to his share. Often did he repeat to himself that Laura must
accede to his proposals. What other course could she pursue--Would her
spirit allow her to become a burden on the scanty income of her friend
Mrs Douglas--Would she venture to pursue, as a profession, the art in
which she so greatly excelled--Would she return to live alone at
Glenalbert? This last appeared the most probable to Hargrave, because
the most desirable. Alone, without any companion whose frozen counsel
could counteract the softness of her heart, in a romantic solitude,
watched, as he would watch, importuned as he would importune her,
strange if no advantage could be wrested from her affection or her
prudence, her interest or her fears! To possess Laura was the first wish
of his soul; and he was not very fastidious as to the means of its
gratification; for even the love of a libertine is selfish. He was
perfectly sincere in his honourable proposals to Laura. He might have
been less so had any others possessed a chance of success.
He rose early the next morning, and impatiently looked for the hour
which he had appointed for his visit. He wished that he had fixed on an
earlier one, took up a book to beguile the minutes, threw it down again,
looked a hundred times at his watch, ordered his carriage to the door
two hours before it was wanted, feared to go too soon, lest Laura should
refuse to see him, and yet was at her lodgings, long before his
appointment. He inquired for her, and was answered that she had
discharged her lodgings, and was gone. 'Gone! Whither?'--Fanny did not
know; Miss Montreville had been busy all the evening before in preparing
for her removal, and had left the house early that morning. 'And did she
leave no address where she might be found?' 'I heard her tell the
coachman,' said Fanny, 'to stop at the end of Grosvenor-street, and she
would direct him where she chose to be set down. But I believe she has
left a letter for you, Sir.' 'Fool!' cried Hargrave, 'why did you not
tell me so sooner--give it me instantly.'
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