The Knickerbocker, Vol. 22, No. 2, August 1843 — John Shaqi
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How much they had to say! And yet when it was said, and they had
parted, and Kate was recalling it to mind in her own room, how
little there was in it! How familiarly she had leaned on his arm, as
if she had known him from childhood! and how fondly he looked down
in her face! and how strange it seemed to call him Ned, whom she
had never before addressed except as Mr. Somers. Yet, 'Ned' sounded
better. Much better than 'Mr. Somers;' and so did 'Kate,' than 'Miss
Rhoneland.' Poor little Kate! There was much food for thought in all
that had passed that day; much food for happy thought. All that had
occurred was dreamed over; and never had time flown by so rapidly.
How surprised she had been, on hearing a clock striking the hour,
to discover that he and she had been walking together for four long
hours, and that Ned, like a downright-vagabond, as he was, and as
she told him that he was, had contrived (she of course not being
aware of the matter) to get her at the longest possible distance
from home; so that, when they returned it took them a good hour to
get back; nor did he even then, as she shrewdly suspected, select
the most direct course; but as she was not certain on this point,
she said nothing about it; but merely told him, 'that she would be
careful the next time she trusted herself to his guidance;' which no
doubt she was.
Well! the happiest day in our lives must have an end; and that day,
which certainly was the happiest one in the life even of Kate,
who, up to that time, had had little to make life other than a
bright dream, at last came to an end; or at least the time which
most contributed to make it all that it was, was past, and Ned
Somers was gone, having escorted her to the door and even into the
entry, from which, however, he retreated with some precipitancy on
discovering that he had inadvertently, for the first time in his
life, pressed his lips to hers, and that if he remained there, the
same inadvertent offence might be repeated to an indefinite extent;
an occurrence which, of course, under present circumstances, could
not fail to be in the highest degree lacerating to the feelings of
both.
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