United States or Comoros ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
He hastened to the table on which he had left, with the negligence arising from the emotions of the moment, the letter to Constance, the paper on which Lucilla bad written her name alone met his eye. While yet stunned and amazed, his servant and Lucilla's entered: in a few moments he had learned all they had to tell him; the rest Lucilla's handwriting did indeed sufficiently explain.
If we ever meet again, may you have then found some one happier than I am, and in his tenderness have forgotten all of me save one kind remembrance. Beautiful and dear Lucilla, adieu! If I have not given way to the luxury of being beloved by you, it is because your generous self-abandonment has awakened within a heart too selfish to others a real love for yourself."
It is our dear, dear Bernard; open the door, open the door. The door was burst open from within, and out sprang Lucilla, flying forward to her brother. She was followed by Mr. and Mrs. Low, as soon as the postboy could let down the steps. "Bernard made one effort to rush to meet Lucilla, and then fell unconscious upon the ground.
He crossed the room to Lucilla, and called to Nugent to follow him. "Open the shutters," he said. "Light-light-light, and plenty of him, for my lofely Feench!" Nugent opened the shutters, beginning with the lower window, and ending with the window at which Lucilla was sitting. Acting on this plan, he had only to wait where he was, to place himself close by her to be the first object she saw.
Not a clue could be traced; or, sometimes following a description that seemed to him characteristic, he chased, and found some wanderer how unlike Lucilla! Towards daybreak he returned home, after a vain and weary search; and his only comfort was in learning from her attendant that she had about her a sum of money which he knew would in Italy always purchase safety and attention.
"No; for good health is the greatest of earthly blessings," said Grace. "One can hardly fully enjoy anything without it." "As you know by experience, you poor thing!" said Rosie. "Oh, no! not now." "Have you fixed upon the wedding day yet, Rosie?" asked Lucilla. "No, not definitely; we have only decided that it shall be somewhere about the middle of June; or perhaps a little later.
I led Lucilla, after them, to the place in which they stood. At my suggestion, Nugent was the first to take her hand, as she had requested; to hold it for a moment, and then to drop it. "Nugent!" she said, without the slightest hesitation. "Quite right," I answered. She laughed gaily. "Go on! Puzzle me if you possibly can." The brothers noiselessly changed places.
And so it was that when the reception day came around again, Joy helped with the sandwiches and sliced the lemons and piled up the little cakes and dressed herself prettily and then went and hid at the foot of the back stairs, with Aunt Lucilla for a companion. "I hope I shall behave if somebody finds me, and tells me what a privilege it is to be me," said Joy; "but I doubt it. Because it isn't.
Always frank and cheerful, he neither avoided nor sought me, but the arrival of company prevented our being thrown together. Lucilla appeared at dinner as usual: a little graver and more silent, but always unaffected, natural, and delicate. Sir John whispered to me that she had entreated her mother to keep Celia out of the way till this curricle business was a little got out of her head.
I have saved a few pounds, since I have been with Lucilla. I will lay you every farthing I possess, you two would be separated by mutual consent before you had been six months man and wife. Now, which will you do? Will you start for the Continent, or stay here? Will you bring Oscar back, like an honorable man? or let him go, and disgrace yourself for ever?" His eyes sparkled; his color rose.
Word Of The Day