The Coward: A Novel of Society and the Field in 1863Morford, Henry
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The Coward: A Novel of Society and the Field in 1863
Morford, Henry
United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Fiction
The lawyer, as has been said, rode behind; and, as has _not_ been said, he
did so in no enviable state of feeling. He had done nothing--been accused
of nothing--in any manner calculated to degrade him; but one casual event
had thrown a shadow across his path, not easily recognized without some
recollection of characteristics before developed. The reader has had
abundant reason to believe that this man, profiting by some intelligence
obtained in a manner not open to the outer world, of the peculiar madness
of Margaret Hayley after that abstraction, courage,--had more or less
firmly determined to win her through the exhibition of certain qualities
which he believed that he possessed in a peculiar degree. One opportunity
had been given him (that at the Pool), and he had succeeded in interesting
her to an extent not a little flattering and hopeful; but envious fate
could not allow a week to pass without throwing him again into
disadvantageous comparison with a man who had no occasion whatever of
making any exhibition of such qualities!
That Margaret Hayley would yet remain for some days and perhaps weeks in
the mountains, and that she would probably visit the Crawford before her
departure, he had at least every reason to believe; and he had quite as
much cause for confidence that the story of the adventure over the Gulf of
Mexico, roundly exaggerated to place himself in a false position and to
deify the Illinoisan, would reach her ears, whether at the Profile or the
Crawford, through stage-drivers or migratory passengers, within the next
forty-eight hours. This (for reasons partially hinted at and others which
will develop themselves in due time) was precisely that state of affairs
which he would have given more to avoid than any other that could have been
named; and this it was that made a dark red flush of mortification rise at
times to his dusky cheek and give an expression any thing but pleasant to
his eyes, as he rode silently behind the two who were now so indubitably
linked as lovers, once more over the top of Prospect and down the rugged
declivities of Clinton. Those who have ever been placed in circumstances
approaching to these in character, can best decide whether the lawyer was
sulking for nothing or indulging in gloomy anticipations with quite
sufficient reason.
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