Bertha's behaviour towards me was such as to encourage all my
illusions, to heighten my boyish passion, and make me more and more
dependent on her smiles. Looking back with my present wretched
knowledge, I conclude that her vanity and love of power were intensely
gratified by the belief that I had fainted on first seeing her purely
from the strong impression her person had produced on me. The most
prosaic woman likes to believe herself the object of a violent, a
poetic passion; and without a grain of romance in her, Bertha had that
spirit of intrigue which gave piquancy to the idea that the brother of
the man she meant to marry was dying with love and jealousy for her
sake. That she meant to marry my brother, was what at that time I did
not believe; for though he was assiduous in his attentions to her, and
I knew well enough that both he and my father had made up their minds
to this result, there was not yet an understood engagement--there had
been no explicit declaration; and Bertha habitually, while she flirted
with my brother, and accepted his homage in a way that implied to him a
thorough recognition of its intention, made me believe, by the subtlest
looks and phrases--feminine nothings which could never be quoted
against her--that he was really the object of her secret ridicule; that
she thought him, as I did, a coxcomb, whom she would have pleasure
in disappointing. Me she openly petted in my brother's presence, as
if I were too young and sickly ever to be thought of as a lover; and
that was the view he took of me. But I believe she must inwardly have
delighted in the tremors into which she threw me by the coaxing way in
which she patted my curls, while she laughed at my quotations. Such
caresses were always given in the presence of our friends; for when we
were alone together, she affected a much greater distance towards me,
and now and then took the opportunity, by words or slight actions, to
stimulate my foolish timid hope that she really preferred me. And why
should she not follow her inclination? I was not in so advantageous a
position as my brother, but I had fortune, I was not a year younger
than she was, and she was an heiress, who would soon be of age to
decide for herself.
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