Inheritance and succession -- Fiction; Love stories; Somerset (England) -- Fiction
"What do you mean by all this, Clara?"
"I mean that our engagement shall be at an end;--not necessarily so
for always. But that as an engagement binding us both, it shall for
the present cease to exist. You shall be again free--"
"But I don't choose to be free."
"When you think of it you will find it best that it should be so. You
have performed your promise honestly, even though at a sacrifice to
yourself. Luckily for you,--for both of us, I should say,--the full
truth has come out; and we can consider quietly what will be best for
us to do, independently of that promise. We will part, therefore, as
dear friends, but not as engaged to each other as man and wife."
"But we are engaged, and I will not hear of its being broken."
"A lady's word, Fred, is always the most potential before
marriage;--and you must therefore yield to me in this matter. I am
sure your judgment will approve of my decision when you think of it.
There shall be no engagement between us. I shall consider myself
quite free,--free to do as I please altogether; and you, of course,
will be free also."
"If you please, of course it must be so."
"I do please, Fred."
"And yesterday, then, is to go for nothing."
"Not exactly. It cannot go for nothing with me. I told you too many
of my secrets for that. But nothing that was done or said yesterday
is to be held as binding upon either of us."
"And you made up your mind to that last night?"
"It is at any rate made up to that now. Come,--I shall have to go
without my breakfast if I do not eat it at once. Will you have your
tea now, or wait and take it comfortably when I am gone?"
Captain Aylmer breakfasted with her, and took her to the station, and
saw her off with all possible courtesy and attention, and then he
walked back by himself to his own great house in Perivale. Not a word
more had been said between him and Clara as to their engagement, and
he recognised it as a fact that he was no longer bound to her as her
future husband. Indeed, he had no power of not recognising the fact,
so decided had been her language, and so imperious her manner. It had
been of no avail that he had said that the engagement should stand.
She had told him that her voice was to be the more potential, and he
had felt that it was so. Well;--might it not be best for him that it
should be so? He had kept his promise to his aunt, and had done all
that lay in his power to make Clara Amedroz his wife. If she chose to
rebel against her own good fortune simply because he spoke to her a
few words which seemed to him to be fitting, might it not be well for
him to take her at her word?
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