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`By no means: my heart is too thoroughly dried to be broken in a hurry, and I mean to live as long as I can.' `Will you leave him then?' `Yes.' `When--and how?' asked he, eagerly. `When I am ready, and how I can manage it most effectually.' `But your child?' `My child goes with me.' 341 `He will not allow it.' `I shall not ask him.' `Ah, then, it is a secret flight you meditate!--but with whom, Mrs. Huntingdon?' `With my son--and, possibly, his nurse.' `Alone--and unprotected! But where can you go? What can you do? He will follow you and bring you back.' `I have laid my plans too well for that. Let me once get clear of Grassdale, and I shall consider myself safe.' Mr. Hargrave advanced one step towards me, looked me in the face, and drew in his breath to speak; but that look, that heightened colour, that sudden sparkle of the eye made my blood rise in wrath: I abruptly turned away, and, snatching up my brush, began to dash away at my canvass with rather too much energy for the good of the picture. `Mrs. Huntingdon,' said he with bitter solemnity, `you are cruel--cruel to me--cruel to yourself.' `Mr. Hargrave, remember your promise.' `I must speak--my heart will burst if I don't! I have been silent long enough--and you must hear me!' cried he boldly intercepting my retreat to the door. `You tell me you owe no allegiance to your husband; he openly declares himself weary of you, and calmly gives you up to any body that will take you; you are about to leave him; no one will believe that you go alone--all the world will say, "She has left him at last, and who can wonder at it? Few can blame her, fewer still can pity him; but who is the companion of her flight?" Thus you will have no credit for your virtue (if you call it such): even your best friends will not believe in it; because, it is monstrous, and not to be credited--but by those who suffer from the effects of it, such cruel torments that they know it to be indeed reality.--But what can you do in the cold, rough world alone? you, a young and inexperienced woman, delicately nurtured, and utterly--' `In a word, you would advise me to stay where I am,' interrupted I. `Well, I'll see about it.' `By all means, leave him!' cried he earnestly, `but NOT alone! Helen! let me protect you!' 342 |
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