The Way We Live Now by Anthony Trollope
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'Yes;--when you found that I was too young for your tastes.'
'I shall persevere, you know. Will you assure me of this,--that if you promise your hand to another man you will let me know at once?' 'I suppose I may promise that,' she said, after pausing for a moment. 'There is no one as yet?' 'There is no one. But, Mr Carbury, you have no right to question me. I don't think it generous. I allow you to say things that nobody else could say because you are a cousin and because mamma trusts you so much. No one but mamma has a right to ask me whether I care for any one.' 'Are you angry with me?' 'No.' 'If I have offended you it is because I love you so dearly.' 'I am not offended, but I don't like to be questioned by a gentleman. I don't think any girl would like it. I am not to tell everybody all that happens.' 'Perhaps when you reflect how much of my happiness depends upon it you will forgive me. Good-bye now.' She put out her hand to him and allowed it to remain in his for a moment. 'When I walk about the old shrubberies at Carbury where we used to be together, I am always asking myself what chance there is of your walking there as the |
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