The Smuggler: A Tale. Volumes I-IIIJames, G. P. R. (George Payne Rainsford)
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The Smuggler: A Tale. Volumes I-III
James, G. P. R. (George Payne Rainsford)
England -- Social life and customs -- 18th century -- Fiction; Kent (England) -- Fiction; Smugglers -- Fiction
It is very strange, he never recollected that, in no other case in his
whole career, had he found it either necessary to take such a
resolution, or pleasant to enter into such a speculation. If he had,
perhaps he might have begun to tremble for himself. Nor did he take
into the calculation the very important fact that Zara Croyland was
both beautiful and pretty--two very different things, reader, as you
will find, if you examine. A person may be very pretty without being
the least beautiful, or very beautiful without being the least pretty;
but when those two qualities are both combined, and when, in one girl,
the beauty of features and of form that excites admiration, is joined
with that prettiness of expression, and colouring, and arrangement
that wakens tenderness and wins affection, Lord have mercy upon the
man who rides along with her through fair scenes, under a bright sky!
Digby did not at all find out, that he was in the most dangerous
situation in the world; or, if some fancy ever came upon him, that he
was not quite safe, it was but as one of those vague impressions of
peril that float for a single instant over the mind when we are
engaged in any very bold and exciting undertaking, and pass away again
as fast.
Far from guarding himself at all, Sir Edward Digby went on in his
unconsciousness, laying himself more and more open to the enemy. In
pursuit of his scheme of investigation, he proceeded, as they rode
along, to try the mind of his fair companion in a thousand different
ways; and every instant he brought forth some new and dangerous
quality. He found that, in the comparative solitude in which she
lived, she had had time for study as well as thought, and had acquired
far more, and far more varied stores of information, than was common
with the young women of her day. It was not alone that she could read
and spell--which a great many could not, in those times,--but she had
read a number of different works upon a number of different subjects;
knew as much of other lands, and of the habits of other people, as
books could give, and was tastefully proficient in the arts that
brighten life, even where their cultivation is not its object.
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