Joseph Wilmot, or, The Memoirs of a Man-Servant — page 182: what you’re looking at

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JOSEPIE WILMO? ; ania TNT ci Ht af mi ia Mil —— == == - —s a hry suddenly too disengaging herself from my arms, she seemed to muster up all the energies of her naturally powerful soul. “ Yeu do not love me,” she went on to say, in a low deep tone; and her countenance was of a death-like pallor. “ Then you must love another: for if your heart were dis- engaged, it could not have remained insensible to such an affection as I have experienced for you. Who is this other ? where lives she ?” “In London,” I answered, feeling that she had a right thus to question me. OR, THE MEMOIRS OF A MAN-SERVANT. Hy ai 4 | Mi | yell Bi i | big Wi a | i} | | Hh \ | CLIC UTNE {ethan i ni STITT {) piftmn i =, Ma | ly \\ Ks 7 yf \ | ik ie ike ‘i ting y and now she shivered visibly, as if an icy tremor were passing through her form from head to foot. “Oh! what can I do—what can I say?’ I exclaimed, with a riven heart at the spectacle of that illimitable woe which my own want of moral courage had mainly brought about. “ Nothing,” answered Calanthe, now speaking gently and mildly. ‘“Trepeat the assurance that { will not reproach you. On the contrary, I for- | give you—yes, from the very bottom of my soul do I forgive you, Joseph! I love you too well not “In London,” repeated Calanthe, in a strange | to proclaim this pardon with the utmost sincerity ; abstracted manner: and then for a few moments | and I have already made too many sacrifices for she appeared to meditate profoundly. she at length went on to say, “ you have not acted | well towards me: but I will not reproach you. You have been deficient in candour; and you can- not but understand that I feel deeply humiliated— deplorably wretched. I am lost through you!”’— 22 Joseph,” ! your sake, not to resign myself to the last one /a broken heart !” “My God, Caianthe! speak not thus mourn- fully!” I exclaimed : and in the wildness of my distracting thoughts, I anathematized myself for | having revealed the truth. CORNICE OO@ SS (CO) AA