“I loved you before your success, Madam, therefore you know my love
honest, and your success I value not because it does but give you
hundreds of lovers more to plunge me in jealousy and despair. Yet
tonight—though I had rehearsed all your charms and each a dagger in my
heart, I discovered something—O how can I name the unspeakable!—even
more bewitching. Indeed you are a jewel a King might wear in his crown.
Beloved, worshipt, O hear your adorer. My dearest life, I entreat!”
She drew herself back against the wainscot and stood there quivering,
but with a courage that surprised herself after to recall it. ’Twas the
courage of the deer at bay.
“My Lord, I have returned you no answer and you had done better to take
that as it was meant. But since it is not so I will ask you this. What
do you offer me?”
The clear candour of her tone together with her direct gaze for a moment
nonplussed him, but he recovered his coolness quickly. Aha! so the sweet
frost-piece could traffic against her virtue! Then the bargain was all
but sealed.
“Madam, my whole heart. My adoration. My entire and eternal devotion.
And more.”
“What more, Sir?”
“Madam, yourself shall write what conditions you will and this hand
subscribe them unread—even to the half of my kingdom, as another lover
said long since.”
“That lover addrest his offer to his wife, my Lord, if I remember the
Scripture rightly. Do you?”
There was a moment’s silence. It came so unexpected. His outstretched
hand fell by his side—his eye wavered. What? But no, ’twas impossible.
She was but setting her merit high that there might be margin for a
descent when the terms were fixed. To parley was the beginning of
surrender.
“My charmer knows there is nothing I can refuse her. I am acquiescent to
her lightest command. And if a mere ceremony which is nothing in the eye
of true affection can solace her timid scruples I own ’tis a matter to
be considered——”
“Your Lordship had not already considered it?”
“Why no—I own it. ’Tis love that’s all to my mind,—the true union of
two minds and bodies formed to harmonize for eternity. What should a
currish parson have to do between my charmer and me? And how could he
still further strengthen a bond that only death can end? My restless
days and miserable nights teach me that my darling is all to me. Can any
foolish ceremony bind me to more? All I have and am is yours. Take and
use me as you will.”
“In short, your Lordship offers me the position of your mistress.
Setting aside all protestations it comes to this.”
“Why that harsh name that the world misuses, my beloved? It is true you
shall be my mistress for I will be the humblest and faithfullest of all
your servants. But what I offer you is to be my heart’s empress, and
these blushing hesitating questions of yours assure me that I am not
odious to my angel.”
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