Love stories; New York (N.Y.) -- History -- 1775-1865 -- Fiction
The moon was in its third day, and the silent crescent has no calmer
and sweeter time; yet Joris it inclined to a sad presentiment. "In my
heart there is a fear, Lysbet," he said softly. "I think our boy has
gone a road he will dearly rue. I foresee disputing, and wounded
hearts, and lives made barren by many disappointed hopes."
"Nothing of the kind," answered Lysbet cheerfully. "Our little Joris is
so happy to-night, why wilt thou think evil for him? To think evil is
to bring evil. Out of foolishness or perchance such a great love has
not come. No, indeed! That it comes from heaven I am sure; and to
heaven I will leave its good fortune."
"Pleasant are thy hopes, Lysbet; but, too often, vain and foolish."
"Thy reasoning, is it any wiser? No. Often I have found it wrong. One
thing the years have said to me, it is this--'Lysbet put not thy
judgment in the place of Providence. If thou trust Providence, thou
hast the easy heart of a child of God; if thou trust to thine own
judgment, thou hast the troubled heart of an anxious woman.'"
CHAPTER VII
ARENTA'S MARRIAGE
For a few weeks, Hyde's belief that the very stars would connive with a
true lover seemed a reliable one. Madame Jacobus, attracted at their
first meeting to the youth, soon gave him an astonishing affection. And
yet this warm love of an old woman for youth and beauty was a very
natural one--a late development of the maternal instinct leading her
even to what seemed an abnormal preference. For she put aside her
nephew's claims with hardly a thought, and pleased herself day by day
in so managing and arranging events that Hyde and Cornelia met, as a
matter of course. Arenta was not, however, deceived; she understood
every maneuvre, but the success of her own affairs depended very much
on her aunt's cooperation and generosity, and so she could not afford,
at this time, to interfere for her brother.
"But I shall alter things a little as soon as I am married," she told
herself. "I will take care of that. At this time I must see, and hear,
and say nothing. I must act politely--for I am always polite--and
Athanase also is in favour of politeness--but I take leave to say that
Joris Hyde shall not carry so much sail when a few weeks are gone by.
So happy he looks! So pleased with himself! So sure of all he says and
does! I am angry at him all the time. Well, then, it will be a
satisfaction to abate a little the confidence of this cock-sure young
man."
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