Cecilia; Or, Memoirs of an Heiress — Volume 3 by Fanny Burney
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such a deposite!--If your blame, however, stops short of repentance--
but it cannot!" "What, then," cried she with warmth, "must you have done? for there is not an action of which I believe you capable, there is not an event which I believe to be possible, that can ever make me repent belonging to you wholly!" "Generous, condescending Cecilia!" cried he; "Words such as these, hung there not upon me an evil the most depressing, would be almost more than I could bear--would make me too blest for mortality!" "But words such as these," said she more gaily, "I might long have coquetted ere I had spoken, had you not drawn them from me by this alarm. Take, therefore, the good with the ill, and remember, if all does not go right, you have now a trusty friend, as willing to be the partner of your serious as your happiest hours." "Shew but as much firmness as you have shewn sweetness," cried he, "and I will fear to tell you nothing." She reiterated her assurances; they then both sat down, and he began his account. "Immediately from your lodgings I went where I had ordered a chaise, and stopped only to change horses till I reached Delvile Castle. My father saw me with surprise, and received me with coldness. I was compelled by my situation to be abrupt, and told him I came, before I accompanied my mother abroad, to make him acquainted with an affair which I thought myself bound in duty and respect to suffer no one to |
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