Wives and Widows; or, The Broken LifeStephens, Ann S. (Ann Sophia)
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Wives and Widows; or, The Broken Life
Stephens, Ann S. (Ann Sophia)
Fiction
"Yes, she has rejected young Bosworth, and he is ill, very ill. That
fine old lady, his grandmother, has sent for Miss Hyde, who will take
Jessie Lee to visit her sick lover. Lawrence shall know this. He shall
watch for her, going and coming. What, but intense love, can account for
a step so singular--taken, too, without the knowledge of her father, for
I will see that no communication of the fact shall reach him.
"It is exactly as I wished. He saw her on the road; he knows how angry
her father was. His mortification is complete. He suffers enough to make
my soul rise up in arms against him. To-day he betrayed one fact. The
hope of gaining her property was a powerful incentive, however much he
may love her. The man is worse than poor--heavily in debt--and feels
himself compelled to marry riches. Perhaps this is the sole motive that
brings him to the feet of this beautiful heiress. If I thought so, he
might marry her; and I would wait a little till that frail woman--no,
that is a terrible thought; let it sleep--let it sleep. Still, what
would I do, even if Lawrence loved me? With extravagant tastes like
ours, and high social positions to maintain without means, and he in
debt, a marriage would be madness. If I were only sure that he sought
her for her money alone--but I will not think of it.
"Lawrence has gone. I could not endure to see his disappointment, and
let him depart supposing her engaged.
"I cannot live without him. This beautiful place is a desert, with all
its blossoming flowers and rich appliances. When I feel that he has
gone, a gloom falls upon everything around me. I am more lonely and
miserable than his devotion to this young heiress could make me.
Without his society, life would be a heavy burden. But how is that to be
attained?
"These few days have been important ones to me. I have conjectured and
thought till my brain aches and my heart is sore. To-day I stood upon
the top of the Ridge, looking out upon the town and the vast landed
estate owned by this man. Miss Hyde was with me, and something she said
led me into a new train of thought. It seems that Jessie Lee is an
heiress in spite of her father. At her mother's death, she will come in
possession of half the estate. Of course, she will always live near the
homestead, and the man she marries must necessarily be almost an inmate
there. I have thought of this a great deal. New combinations are
arranging themselves in my mind. If this rich man were free--but I dare
not think of it.
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