Miriam Monfort - A Novel by Catherine A. Warfield
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"My dear little girl, you are entirely too chivalrous and confiding where your feelings are engaged. What if I were to assure that this plan had been agitated?" "I should think you had been deceived, or that you were deceiving me, one or the other. I should not _believe_ you, that would be all. You understand me now, Mr. Bainrothe; there are no purer people than the Stanburys--I wish every one was half as good and true." "Old Gerald at the head of them, I suppose?" with a sneer and a kaleidoscopic glance. "Mr. Gerald Stanbury at the head of them," I reiterated firmly, adding: "These are friends of mine, Mr. Bainrothe; it hurts and offends me to hear them lightly discussed. If I am sent away from home to break off my affection for them, the measure is a vain one, for I shall returned unchanged." "Yes, but with enlarged views, I trust, Miriam," he rejoined, pertinaciously. "See how Evelyn was improved by her two years at school; besides, how would you ever increase your circle of acquaintances here, studying alone, or even with your shy disposition, at a day-school?" "I am sent from home, then, to make acquaintances it seems, and to prepare for my _début_ into society? Very well, I shall not forget that; but pray, what particular advantage in this respect does a country-school present?" |
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