The bride's fate: The sequel to "The changed brides"Southworth, Emma Dorothy Eliza Nevitte
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The bride's fate: The sequel to "The changed brides"
Southworth, Emma Dorothy Eliza Nevitte
American fiction -- 19th century
The evening drive back to London was attended with all the incidents of
the morning drive to Epsom—a hundred-fold increased—the crowd was
thicker, the crush closer, the noise louder, the dust higher, the danger
greater.
Through all these, however, our party passed safely, and reached their
apartments at the Morley House in time for an early tea.
CHAPTER XVII.
HOW THE PARTED MET.
They seemed to those who saw them most,
The careless friends of every day,
Her smile was still serene and sweet,
His courtesy was free and gay;
Yet if by one the others name
In some unguarded hour was heard,
The heart they deemed so cold and tame
Would flutter like a captured bird.—MONCTON MILNES.
A few days after the Derby, Anna and Drusilla sat in their private
parlor at the hotel, waiting for the return of the General and Dick, who
had gone out to keep an engagement with Francis Tredegar, but had
promised to be back in time to take the ladies to the Tower.
Little Lenny was out with his nurse in the square.
The conversation between the two young women turned upon the gipsies.
“It is wonderful, their seeming powers of prophecy or second sight,”
said Anna.
“I wash I could know their skill to be second sight, since they
prophesied to me such smooth things; but, in truth, I think it was only
INSIGHT,” replied Drusilla.
“‘Insight?’”
“Nothing more.”
“But how did she know that Lenny was not my son when I told her he was?”
“By that same gift of insight, which I think they cultivate to a great
perfection. She read you, Anna—she saw through you. She knew by your
manner that you were Dick’s wife; but also that your bright face had
never been clouded by a mother’s cares.”
“And by the same power she divined that you were both wife and mother.”
“Yes; she looked in my face, not in my hand. They say that ‘every face
is a history, or a prophecy,’—certainly every face seems to be both to
these skilful physiognomists, the gipsies.”
“It is their insight, then, that gives them such knowledge of human
nature?”
“Of course. They may be very ignorant of books, but they are very
learned in men and women.”
“You must have studied the gipsy while she was studying you.”
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