Modern Chronicle, a — Volume 07 by Winston Churchill
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"No,--I have no pride, Hugh,--it is gone. I have thought of you only. The fear that I might separate you from your family, from your friends, and ruin your future has killed my pride. He--Mr. Grainger meant to be kind. He is always like that--it's his way of saying things. He wishes to show that he is friendly to you--to me--" "In spite of my relations," cried Chiltern, stopping in the middle of the room. "They cease to be my relations from this day. I disown them. I say it deliberately. So long as I live, not one of them shall come into this house. All my life they have begged me to settle down, to come up here and live the life my father did. Very well, now I've done it. And I wrote to them and told them that I intended to live henceforth like a gentleman and a decent citizen--more than some of them do. No, I wash my hands of them. If they were to crawl up here from the gate on their knees, I'd turn them out." Although he could not hear her, she continued to plead. "Hugh, try to think of how--how our marriage must have appeared to them. Not that I blame you for being angry. We only thought of one thing--our love--" her voice broke at the word, "and our own happiness. We did not consider others. It is that which sometimes has made me afraid, that we believed ourselves above the law. And now that we have--begun so well, don't spoil it, Hugh! Give them time, let them see by our works that we are in earnest, that we intend to live useful lives. "I don't mean to beg them," she cried, at sight of his eyes. "Oh, I don't mean that. I don't mean to entreat them, or even to communicate with them. But they are your flesh and blood--you must remember that. Let us |
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