The Atlantic Monthly, Volume 04, No. 25, November, 1859 by Various
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liberty I have taken in speaking so very plainly."
"There is no pardon needed, my dear child," said Burr, turning and speaking very gently, and with a face expressive of a softened concern; "if you have told me harsh truths, it was with gentle intentions;--I only hope that I may prove, at least by the future, that I am not altogether so bad as you imagine. As to the friend whose name has been passed between us, no man can go beyond me in a sense of her real nobleness; I am sensible how little I can ever deserve the sentiment with which she honors me. I am ready, in my future course, to obey any commands that you and she may think proper to lay upon me." "The only kindness you can now do her," said Mary, "is to leave her. It is impossible that you should be merely friends;--it is impossible, without violating the holiest bonds, that you should be more. The injury done is irreparable; but you _can_ avoid adding another and greater one to it." Burr looked thoughtful. "May I say one thing more?" said Mary, the color rising in her cheeks. Burr looked at her with that smile that always drew out the confidence of every heart. "Mr. Burr," she said, "you will pardon me, but I cannot help saying this: You have, I am told, wholly renounced the Christian faith of your fathers, and build your whole life on quite another foundation. I cannot help feeling that this is a great and terrible mistake. I cannot help wishing that you would examine and reconsider." |
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