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Not more unbrotherly than all the rest of his conduct to me, of late, Madam, said I. I see by this specimen of his violence, how every body has been brought into his measures. Had I any the least apprehension of ever being in Mr. Solmes's power, this might have affected me. But you see, Sir, to Mr. Solmes, what a conduct is thought necessary to enable you to arrive at your ungenerous end. You see how my brother courts for you.
I disclaim Mr. Harlowe's violence, Madam, with all my soul. I will never remind you--
Silence, worthy Sir, said I; I will take care you never shall have the opportunity.
Less violence, Clary, said my uncle. Cousin James, you are as much to blame as your sister.
In then came my sister. Brother, said she, you kept not your promise.
You are thought to be to blame within, as well as here. Were not Mr.
Solmes's generosity and affection to the girl well known, what you said would have been inexcusable. My father desires to speak with you; and with you, Mr. Solmes, if you please.
They all four withdrew into the next apartment.
I stood silent, as not knowing presently how to take this intervention of my sister's. But she left me not long at a loss--O thou perverse thing, said she [poking out her angry face at me, when they were all gone, but speaking spitefully low]--what trouble do you give to us all!
You and my brother, Bella, said I, give trouble to yourselves; yet neither you nor he have any business to concern yourselves about me.
She threw out some spiteful expressions, still in a low voice, as if she chose not to be heard without; and I thought it best to oblige her to raise her tone a little, if I could. If I could, did I say? It is easy to make a pa.s.sionate spirit answer all one's views upon it.
She accordingly flamed out in a raised tone: and this brought my cousin Dolly in to us. Miss Harlowe, your company is desired.
I will come presently, cousin Dolly.
But again provoking a severity from me which she could not bear, and calling me names! in once more come Dolly, with another message, that her company was desired.
Not mine, I doubt, Miss Dolly, said I.
The sweet-tempered girl burst out into tears, and shook her head.
Go in before me, child, said Bella, [vexed to see her concern for me,]
with thy sharp face like a new moon: What dost thou cry for? is it to make thy keen face look still keener?
I believe Bella was blamed, too, when she went in; for I heard her say, the creature was so provoking, there was no keeping a resolution.
Mr. Solmes, after a little while, came in again by himself, to take leave of me: full of sc.r.a.pes and compliments; but too well tutored and encouraged, to give me hope of his declining his suit. He begged me not to impute to him any of the severe things to which he had been a sorrowful witness. He besought my compa.s.sion, as he called it.
He said, the result was, that he still had hopes given him; and, although discouraged by me, he was resolved to persevere, while I remained single.--And such long and such painful services he talked of, as never before were heard of.
I told him in the strongest manner, what he had to trust to.
Yet still he determined to persist.--While I was no man's else, he must hope.
What! said I, will you still persist, when I declare, as I do now, that my affections are engaged?--And let my brother make the most of it.
He knew my principles, and adored me for them. He doubted not, that it was in his power to make me happy: and he was sure I would not want the will to be so.
I a.s.sured him, that were I to be carried to my uncle's, it should answer no end; for I would never see him; nor receive a line from him; nor hear a word in his favour, whoever were the person who should mention him to me.
He was sorry for it. He must be miserable, were I to hold in that mind.
But he doubted not, that I might be induced by my father and uncles to change it--
Never, never, he might depend upon it.
It was richly worth his patience, and the trial.
At my expense?--At the price of all my happiness, Sir?
He hoped I should be induced to think otherwise.
And then would he have run into his fortune, his settlements, his affection--vowing, that never man loved a woman with so sincere a pa.s.sion as he loved me.
I stopped him, as to the first part of his speech: and to the second, of the sincerity of his pa.s.sion, What then, Sir, said I, is your love to one, who must a.s.sure you, that never young creature looked upon man with a more sincere disapprobation, than I look upon you? And tell me, what argument can you urge, that this true declaration answers not before-hand?
Dearest Madam, what can I say?--On my knees I beg--
And down the ungraceful wretch dropped on his knees.
Let me not kneel in vain, Madam: let me not be thus despised.--And he looked most odiously sorrowful.
I have kneeled too, Mr. Solmes: often have I kneeled: and I will kneel again--even to you, Sir, will I kneel, if there be so much merit in kneeling; provided you will not be the implement of my cruel brother's undeserved persecution.
If all the services, even to worship you, during my whole life--You, Madam, invoke and expect mercy; yet shew none--
Am I to be cruel to myself, to shew mercy to you; take my estate, Sir, with all my heart, since you are such a favourite in this house!--only leave me myself--the mercy you ask for, do you shew to others.
If you mean to my relations, Madam--unworthy as they are, all shall be done that you shall prescribe.
Who, I, Sir, to find you bowels you naturally have not? I to purchase their happiness by the forfeiture of my own? What I ask you for, is mercy to myself: that, since you seem to have some power over my relations, you will use it in my behalf. Tell them, that you see I cannot conquer my aversion to you: tell them, if you are a wise man, that you too much value your own happiness, to risk it against such a determined antipathy: tell them that I am unworthy of your offers: and that in mercy to yourself, as well as to me, you will not prosecute a suit so impossible to be granted.
I will risque all consequences, said the fell wretch, rising, with a countenance whitened over, as if with malice, his hollow eyes flashing fire, and biting his under lip, to shew he could be manly. Your hatred, Madam, shall be no objection with me: and I doubt not in a few days to have it in my power to shew you--
You have it in your power, Sir--
He came well off--To shew you more generosity than, n.o.ble as you are said to be to others, you shew to me.
The man's face became his anger: it seems formed to express the pa.s.sion.
At that instant, again in came my brother--Sister, Sister, Sister, said he, with his teeth set, act on the termagant part you have so newly a.s.sumed--most wonderfully well does it become you. It is but a short one, however. Tyraness in your turn, accuse others of your own guilt--But leave her, leaver her, Mr. Solmes: her time is short. You'll find her humble and mortified enough very quickly. Then, how like a little tame fool will she look, with her conscience upbraiding her, and begging of you [with a whining voice, the barbarous brother spoke] to forgive and forget!
More he said, as he flew out, with a glowing face, upon Sh.o.r.ey's coming in to recall him on his violence.
I removed from chair to chair, excessively frighted and disturbed at this brutal treatment.
The man attempted to excuse himself, as being sorry for my brother's pa.s.sion.
Leave me, leave me, Sir, fanning--or I shall faint. And indeed I thought I should.
He recommended himself to my favour with an air of a.s.surance; augmented, as I thought, by a distress so visible in me; for he even s.n.a.t.c.hed my trembling, my struggling hand; and ravished it to his odious mouth.