I recollect how impetuous, and how unreasonable: I have persecuted,
where I ought in silence to have submitted; I have reproached, where I
ought in candour to have approved; and in the vehemence with which I
have pursued you, I have censured that very dignity of conduct which
has been the basis of my admiration, my esteem, my devotion! but never
can I forget, and never without fresh wonder remember, the sweetness
with which you have borne with me, even when most I offended you. For
this impatience, this violence, this inconsistency, I now most
sincerely beg your pardon; and if, before I go, you could so far
condescend as to pronounce my forgiveness, with a lighter heart, I
think, I should quit you."

"Do not talk of forgiveness," said Cecilia, "you have never offended
me; I always knew--always was sure--always imputed--" she stopt, unable
to proceed.

Deeply penetrated by her apparent distress, he with difficulty
restrained himself from falling at her feet; but after a moment's pause
and recollection, he said, "I understand the generous indulgence you
have shewn me, an indulgence I shall ever revere, and ever grieve to
have abused. I ask you not to remember me,--far, far happier do I wish
you than such a remembrance could make you; but I will pain the
humanity of your disposition no longer. You will tell my mother--but no
matter!--Heaven preserve you, my angelic Cecilia!--Miss Beverley, I
mean, Heaven guide, protect, and bless you! And should I see you no
more, should this be the last sad moment---"

He paused, but presently recovering himself, added, "May I hear, at
least, of your tranquillity, for that alone can have any chance to
quiet or repress the anguish I feel here!"