Alabama -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Fiction; Domestic fiction; War stories
"O Edna! you are cruel, unlike yourself!" "Forgive me, sir, if I seem
so, and believe me when I assure you that it pains me more to say it
than you to hear it. No woman should marry a man whose affection and
society are not absolutely essential to her peace of mind and heart.
Applying this test to you, I find that mine is in no degree dependent
on you; and, though you may have no warmer friend, I must tell you it
is utterly useless for you to hope that I shall ever love you as you
wish, Mr. Leigh, I regret that I can not; and if my heart were only
puppet of my will, I would try to reciprocate your affection, because I
appreciate so fully and so gratefully all that you generously offer me.
To-day you stretch out your hand to a poor girl, of unknown parentage,
reared by charity--a girl considered by your family and friends an
obscure interloper in aristocratic circles, and with a noble
magnanimity, for which I shall thank you always, you say, 'Come, take
my name, share my fortune, wrap yourself in my love, and be happy! I
will give you a lofty position in society, whence you can look down on
those who sneer at your poverty and lineage.' O, Mr. Leigh! God knows I
wish I loved you as you deserve! Ambition and gratitude alike plead for
you; but it is impossible that I could ever consent to be your wife."
Her eyes were full of tears as she looked in his handsome face,
hitherto so bright and genial; now clouded and saddened by a bitter
disappointment; and suddenly catching both his hands in hers, she
stooped and pressed her lips to them.
"Although you refuse to encourage, you cannot crush the hope that my
affection will, after a while, win yours in return. You are very young,
and as yet scarcely know your own heart, and unshaken constancy on my
part will plead for me in coming years. I will be patient, and as long
as you are Edna Earl--as long as you remain mistress of your own
heart--I shall cling fondly to the only hope that gladdens my future.
Over my feelings you have no control; you may refuse me your hand--that
is your right--but while I shall abstain from demonstrations of
affection, I shall certainly cherish the hope of possessing it.
Meantime, permit me to ask whether you still contemplate leaving Mrs.
Murray's house? Miss Harding told my sister yesterday that in a few
months you would obtain a situation as governess or teacher in a
school."
"Such is certainly my intention; but I am at a loss to conjecture how
Miss Harding obtained her information, as the matter has not been
alluded to since her arrival."
"I trust you will pardon me the liberty I take, in warning you to be
exceedingly circumspect in your intercourse with her, for I have reason
to believe that her sentiments toward you are not so friendly as might
be desired."
"Thank you, Mr. Leigh. I am aware of her antipathy, though of its cause
I am ignorant; and our intercourse is limited to the salutations of the
day, and the courtesies of the table."
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