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Updated: May 15, 2025
A warm gush of gratitude pervaded my being. So I was not friendless! I was cared for. "Where is Mr. Bristed?" I asked after a pause. "We have persuaded him to drive out, miss, as the doctor said you were out of danger. Anxiety for you and grief for Herbert's death have quite taken his strength away." "I must get up, Mary. You must help me to dress."
He almost compelled me to eat, selecting for me dainty morsels to tempt my appetite. Mr. Bristed evidently labored under some mental disquiet, which he evinced by undue efforts at cheerfulness.
"Herbert, she left under my care, unless, of his own free will, he chose to reside with Richard, who in that case was to become his guardian; and in the event of Herbert's death before reaching his majority, the whole property was to revert to Richard Bristed. You see she loved him still. Unjust but womanlike, her love was stronger than her judgment.
My life has been one of gloom, you can render it one of sunshine. Stay, dear one, oh, stay!" and in his transport he seized my hands. "What do you mean, Mr. Bristed?" said I, recoiling from him. "Surely, you must forget yourself and the circumstances which have so recently occurred; you have accused me of loving your brother, how, then, can I transfer my affections to you?
Turning to Mary, who was waiting there for me, he said: "I feel faint; bring me a cup of tea." Mary left the room on her mission, and I stole from my hiding place. "Mr. Bristed," whispered I, coming softly up behind his chair. He started. "Whose voice is that? Agnes, where are you?" "Here, sir," I answered, as I touched him lightly.
What right had I to give away a property given to me for an especial purpose? Had I done right? That was the question which annoyed me the question which constantly thrust itself before me during the live-long day. My sleep that night was disturbed. The form of the elder Mr. Bristed appeared in my dreams.
He thought quite favorably of buying the Bristed plantation, as Drysdale had hoped, but the owner wished to sell another place with it, and Andrews did not care to buy both. Drysdale suggested that by autumn, the owner would be willing to sell it separately, and he advised Andrews to hold off until then.
Evidently he was not aware of my marriage with his brother. How should I act? Richard might come in at any moment and discover himself. I recollected him to have incidentally mentioned that the following day he had an engagement at the race-course with a friend; I therefore said hurriedly: "Mr. Bristed, I have seen Richard recently, but tonight can tell you nothing further.
Drawing my shawl around me, I ensconced myself in a corner of the vehicle, and watched the fading landscape with stolid indifference to whatever might befall me. We drove on thus for a good hour and a half, halting at length before a dark, massy object, the form of which my dozy eyes could not discern. However, it proved to be Bristed Hall.
My bridal attire I hastily covered from sight that it might remain until time and mildew should obliterate it. My dream of love was past. I felt that my youth and beauty were buried in that crushed pile of broken flowers, pale silk, and dishevelled lace. I had concluded my work, and was tying my bonnet-strings, when a knock at the door announced Mr. Bristed.
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