The History of Margaret Catchpole, a Suffolk GirlCobbold, Richard
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The History of Margaret Catchpole, a Suffolk Girl
Cobbold, Richard
Catchpole, Margaret, 1762-1819 -- Fiction
"Few knew him better, but I convinced him that he was mistaken. I asked
him where the wound was upon the forehead, which he had given him, and
which I had such difficulty in healing. It certainly was very like Laud,
and, had I not well considered him, I also might have been deceived; but
I am glad I went. Your brother is quite satisfied upon the point, but
very much hurt to think of the grief he has occasioned you. He felt very
sorry, also, for the pain which he kindly imagined I must have felt,
which, however, was greatly relieved by the joy I experienced in proving
to his satisfaction that he was mistaken. He declared that, for my sake,
he would never injure Will Laud if he could help it. Oh, how I wish that
Will could have heard that declaration! I am persuaded that they would
have been good friends from that time. I think you will find your
brother at Levington upon your return, for I know he asked permission of
Lieutenant Brand to let him visit his father for a day upon very urgent
business. I suspect this is but to see you, and explain to you his
mistake."
"Margaret, I ought to have felt more for you than for myself. I wish you
well--I scarcely now can hope. I am indeed wretched, but it is my duty
to strive against these feelings--I know it is. But here in this country
I cannot remain--I must go abroad. I must see if I can get a grant of
land in Canada--I cannot live here; but I shall never forget you,
Margaret, never!--and may I hope that you will sometimes think of me?"
"I can never forget you; and, depend upon it, wherever you may be, I
shall never cease to be grateful for your past kindness to a poor
unfortunate girl like myself. God will prosper you, sir--I am sure He
will. I am far too unworthy your notice. At all times I will pray for
your happiness."
"I know not where I shall go, Margaret. I will see you but once more
before I go; but now good-bye."
They shook hands and parted--each felt a sincere wish for the other's
welfare. One felt that the hopes of his life were blighted; the other,
that her vows of attachment were unalterable.
Young Barry returned home, and found, as Margaret had supposed, his
brother Edward, who had been there some time before his return. It
needed but a look to tell what each felt. They took a turn round the
fields, and were seen arm-in-arm together. They were mutually satisfied
with each other.
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