"After the discovery of last night, honour, religion, virtue,
forbid my continuance here. I am the child of misfortune; to stay,
would make me the child of guilt! Justice likewise demands, that
whilst your wife exists, you should think of Ellenor no otherwise
than as a friend; I cannot say--forget me; that would be injustice
to myself. No, Edward--pure has ever been my affection; and if
Heaven should release you from your vows, remember the hand, the
heart of Ellenor, may be demanded. Till then attempt not to
discover me; the search would be fruitless. Justice demands the
sacrifice, and it must be made! Yet how can I say--farewell! How
tear myself from him on whose existence that of Ellenor depends; be
merciful, Heaven--nor inflict a punishment past my power to
support! Still let me stay--let me at least see my Edward, and hear
him speak!--But it must not be. Oh, Edward, the punishment is just!
You had your secrets, and I had mine!
"My hand is incapable of performing its office; I would, but cannot
proceed. Oh, Edward! think of your Ellenor; doubt not my love--my
constancy: and Heaven yet may make us happy!"
"You had your secrets, and I had mine! O God! what years of anxiety and
painful conjecture, have those words occasioned!
"A stupefying horror at first pervaded my faculties: I sunk into a
chair, and, but for the officious attentions of Mary, should have
experienced a total--happy had it been a lasting insensibility!
"'Where can she be gone?' I faintly exclaimed, when recollection had
regained sufficient power.
"'She cannot be gone far,' sobbed Mary. 'Perhaps, sir, you yet may
overtake her.'
"The idea served effectually to rouse me: I commenced my search, and
soon gained intelligence: a carriage, answerable to that I described,
with a lady and her attendant in it, had been seen on the London road.
To London I immediately directed my course; and at last descried a
carriage, my sanguine hopes led me to think was that containing the sum
of my earthly happiness: I instantly spurred my horse, when, owing to
the badness of the road, or some other cause, he stumbled--fell, and
threw me with violence over his head. I was stunned by the fall, found
by some travellers, and, in a state of insensibility, conveyed to the
nearest inn.
"The hurts I received were not very material; but the agitation of my
mind at being thus prevented from pursuing Ellenor, brought on a fever
which confined me to my apartment for nearly a fortnight. As soon as I
was in a state to travel, I again pursued my way toward London, though
with very little hope, after the time which had elapsed, of discovering
her.
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