Richard Forrest, Bachelor — page 194: what you’re looking at

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“WHERE CAN SHE BE?” 185 unfortunate little me, who has always been such an anx- iety to you. You are so severe, so puritanical, Rose! Might you not, perhaps, learn to view things ina less narrow- minded light?’’ ‘There is but one course for me to pursue,’’ continued Rose, coldly, and not looking into the pleading face. ‘You wish to say that you will have nothing more to do with me?’’ uttered Florence, frowning. | ‘‘I mean that henceforth you must go your way and I mine. We can have nothing further in common with each other.”’ ‘‘How hard, how unforgiving you are!’’ exclaimed Flor- ence, vehemently, falling back. ‘‘Still, it is exactly what I - might have expected of you. Well, go, then—go back to your cows and chickens, your vespers and your dirty mis- sion brats, if it suits you. No doubt you despise me, my dear, but 1 cannot help it. I can discover no reason why I should make a martyr of myself, evenfor you. Bear in mind, however, that it isn’t my fault, that Iwas born poor. I always had a weakness for peaches in January and black pearls, and I mean to gratify my tastesif I can. I must—— What, are you going to leave mein anger? It must beas you choose, of course; I'll not try to detain you, though I call it rather shabby. Good-by, and good luck to you, ma chere soeur! J ear me!’’ with a deep sigh of relief, as her sister’s figure disappeared through the foliage; ‘‘how late I shall be at the tables! I doubt if I can get even standing room. Thank Heaven that agony’s over!’’ GOmMmichbooks (€(0) im