Milly Darrell and Other Tales by M. E. (Mary Elizabeth) Braddon
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a paramount consideration with him can make no possible difference
in my decision. Nothing will ever induce me to consent to your marrying him. Of course, if you choose to defy me, you are of age and your own mistress; but on the day that makes you Angus Egerton's wife you will cease to be my daughter.' 'Papa,' cried Milly, 'you will break my heart.' 'Nonsense, child; hearts are not easily broken. Let me hear no more of this unfortunate business. I have spoken to you very plainly, in order that there might be no chance of misunderstanding between us; and I rely upon your honour that there shall be no clandestine meeting between you and Angus Egerton in the future. I look to you, Miss Crofton, also, and shall hold you answerable for any accidental encounters out walking.' 'You need not be afraid, papa,' Milly answered disconsolately. 'I daresay Mr. Egerton will leave Yorkshire, as he spoke of doing yesterday.' 'I hope he may,' said Mr. Darrell. Milly rose to leave the room. Half-way towards the door she stopped, and turned her white despairing face towards her father with a hopeless look. 'I shall obey you, papa,' she said. 'I could not bear to forfeit your love, even for his sake. But I think you will break my heart.' Mr. Darrell went over to her and kissed her. |
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