The Romance of the Forest, interspersed with some pieces of poetry.Radcliffe, Ann Ward
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The Romance of the Forest, interspersed with some pieces of poetry.
Radcliffe, Ann Ward
Gothic fiction
I do not like him, said Adeline; but tell me how you find yourself? He
assured her that he was now much easier than he had yet been; and
mentioning her kind note, he led to the subject on account of which he
had solicited to see her. My family, said he, reside at a great distance
from hence, and I well know their affection is such, that, were they
informed of my situation, no consideration, however reasonable, could
prevent their coming to my assistance: but before they can arrive, their
presence will probably be unnecessary (Adeline looked earnestly at him.)
I should probably be well, pursued he, smiling, before a letter could
reach them; it would, therefore, occasion them unnecessary pain, and
moreover a fruitless journey. For your sake, Adeline, I could wish they
were here; but a few days will more fully show the consequences of my
wound: let us wait at least till then, and be directed by circumstances.
Adeline forbore to press the subject further, and turned to one more
immediately interesting. I much wish, said she, that you had a more able
surgeon; you know the geography of the province better than I do; are we
in the neighbourhood of any town likely to afford you other advice?
I believe not, said he; and this is an affair of little consequence, for
my wound is so inconsiderable that a very moderate share of skill may
suffice to cure it. But why, my beloved Adeline, do you give way to this
anxiety? why suffer yourself to be disturbed by this tendency to
forebode the worst? I am willing, perhaps presumptuously so, to
attribute it to your kindness; and suffer me to assure you, that while
it excites my gratitude, it increases my tenderest esteem. O Adeline!
since you wish my speedy recovery, let me see you composed: while I
believe you to be unhappy I cannot be well.--She assured him she would
endeavour to be at least tranquil; and fearing the conversation, if
prolonged, would be prejudicial to him, she left him to repose.
As she turned out of the gallery she met the hostess, upon whom certain
words of Adeline had operated as a talisman, transforming neglect and
impertinence into officious civility. She came to inquire whether the
gentleman above stairs had every thing that he liked, for she was sure
it was her endeavour that he should. I have got him a nurse, Ma'mselle,
to attend him, and I dare say she will do very well; but I will look to
that, for I shall not mind helping him myself sometimes. Poor gentleman!
how patiently he bears it! One would not think now that he believes he
is going to die; yet the doctor told him so himself, or at least as
good. Adeline was extremely shocked at this imprudent conduct of the
surgeon, and dismissed the landlady, after ordering a slight dinner.
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