The Initials: A Story of Modern LifeTautphoeus, Jemima Montgomery, Baroness
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The Initials: A Story of Modern Life
Tautphoeus, Jemima Montgomery, Baroness
Bavaria (Germany) -- Fiction; British -- Germany -- Fiction; Love stories
Hamilton did not laugh with her, and another long pause ensued—his
jealousy, or, as he to himself termed it, his curiosity, prompted him to
make another effort, and he again began: “I told Zedwitz he ought not to
resign all hope; that probably the fear of opposition on the part of his
family had influenced you.” He stopped, for Hildegarde bit her lip, and
seemed agitated. She stood up—sat down—stood up again—and after a
moment’s hesitation, said, “I do not know whether I had better tell you
all or nothing.”
“Tell me all,” cried Hamilton, eagerly; “no one can feel more interested
than I do, in everything that concerns you.”
“The all is easily told,” she said, slowly—“I have no confession to
make. You were right in your supposition—it would be dreadful to me to
enter a family unwilling to receive me, for I am very proud, and his
mother’s unnecessary haughtiness—rudeness, I may say, to us all at Seon,
showed me what I might expect. It was her evident avoidance of me that
made me first aware of his intentions.”
“So,” Hamilton almost whistled, while an indefinable sensation of actual
bodily pain passed through his frame, “so after all you loved him!”
“No,” replied Hildegarde, turning away, “but I believe I could in time
have loved him.”
“No doubt,” said Hamilton, sarcastically, “with his parents’ consent the
match would be unexceptionable, and I only wonder you did not, on the
chance, make a secret engagement with him. The old Count is killing
himself as fast as he can with cold water, and were he once out of the
way, I suppose there would be little further difficulty. It is really a
pity you were so taken by surprise, that you had not time to think of
all this!”
Hildegarde’s eyes flashed, and, in a voice almost choked by contending
emotions, she exclaimed: “I deserve this insult for trusting you—these
insidious expressions of contempt are more than I can bear, and to
prevent a repetition of them, I now release you most willingly from your
promise of last night, and request you will in future altogether banish
me and my faults from your thoughts.”
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