The Price He Paid — page 152: what you’re looking at

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DR. BRUNNOW, JR., TO BE CONVERTED, 143 “No, no; you are mistaken. Thereis no question of that. Since the day he made known to me his decision as final and irrevocable, my guardian has never mentioned your name; and he has obliged mamma to be silent, too, to cease the storm of re- proaches with which she assailed me at first; but he just overlooks me, passes me by with frigid in- difference, and I—— Oh, George, is not it possible for you to stay near me?” “T cannot,” said George, with difficulty restrain- ing his own deep emotion. “1 must obey the call— it is quite impossible for me to resist it. Under other circumstances, I should have hailed this change with joy. it opens to me far brighter pros- pects than any I could have hoped for here in R——, where the immense ascendency exercised on all sides by the baron keeps down individual effort, and stifles independent thought; but I know only too well that this so-called promotion has but one end in view; to defraud me of, my highest, my best possession, to rob me of your love, and to part us forever. Your guardian has summoned to his aid two mighty allies—time and distance. Perhaps they may help him to the victory yet.” “Never!” exclaimed Gabrielle, passionately. - “The victory shall never be his. I have given you a promise, and I will keep my word.” _ George did not notice the anxious distress which again involuntarily betrayed itself in her tone. He only heard the resolute words, the unwonted asser- tion of will; and, in spite of the parting now so im- minent, a ray of happiness illumined his features. “JT thank you, my love,” he said, fervently; “but you are strangely changed since last we met. Where is my Gabrielle’s sunny brightness, the smile which was ever ready to chase the tears from her eyes? You said to me once in jest, ‘You do not know me thoroughly yet;’ and, truly, I did not do you full justice then. The present moment brings that home to me.” | The young girl remained silent. Her rosy lips had, indeed, lost their trick of smiling. They seemed to close firmly upon, and keep down, some Eomichooks.co