Victorian Short Stories: Stories of Courtship by Unknown
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'Tell him,' said Patience, not attending to the latter portion of her
friend's last speech, 'that it cannot be,--make him understand, you know--and tell him also that the matter shall be thought of no more.' The matter had, at any rate, been spoken of no more, but the young farmer still remained a bachelor, and Helpholme still wanted a mistress. But all this came back upon the parson's mind when his daughter told him that she was about to leave him. 'Yes, dearest,' she said; and as she spoke, she now knelt at his knees. 'I have been asked in marriage, and I have given myself away.' 'Well, my love, if you will be happy--' 'I hope I shall; I think I shall. But you, papa?' 'You will not be far from us.' 'Oh, yes; in London.' 'In London.' 'Captain Broughton lives in London generally.' 'And has Captain Broughton asked you to marry him?' 'Yes, papa--who else? Is he not good? Will you not love him? Oh, papa, do not say that I am wrong to love him?' He never told her his mistake, or explained to her that he had not thought it possible that the high-placed son of the London great man |
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