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Liber Amoris, or, the New Pygmalion by William Hazlitt
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H. And did he return your regard?

S. I had every reason to think so.

H. What then broke off your intimacy?

S. It was the pride of birth, Sir, that would not permit him to think
of a union.

H. Was he a young man of rank, then?

S. His connections were high.

H. And did he never attempt to persuade you to any other step?

S. No--he had too great a regard for me.

H. Tell me, my angel, how was it? Was he so very handsome? Or was it
the fineness of his manners?

S. It was more his manner: but I can't tell how it was. It was chiefly
my own fault. I was foolish to suppose he could ever think seriously of
me. But he used to make me read with him--and I used to be with him a
good deal, though not much neither--and I found my affections entangled
before I was aware of it.

H. And did your mother and family know of it?

S. No--I have never told any one but you; nor I should not have
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