Falkland, Book 4. by Baron Edward Bulwer Lytton Lytton
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Consider, for a moment, if she could bear the humiliation and disgrace
which visit so heavily the offences of an English wife? She has been brought up in the strictest notions of morality; and, in a mind, not naturally strong, nothing can efface the first impressions of education. She is not--indeed she is not--fit for a life of sorrow or degradation. In another character, another line of conduct might be desirable; but with regard to her, pause, Falkland, I beseech you, before you attempt again to destroy her for ever. I have said all. Farewell. Your, and above all, Emily's friend. FROM ERASMUS FALKLAND, ESQ., TO LADY EMILY MANDEVILLE. You will see me, Emily, now that you are recovered sufficiently to do so without danger. I do not ask this as a favour. If my love has deserved, anything from yours, if past recollections give me any claim over you, if my nature has not forfeited the spell which it formerly possessed upon your own, I demand it as a right. The bearer waits for your answer. FROM LADY EMILY MANDEVILLE TO ERASMUS FALKLAND, ESQ. See you, Falkland! Can you doubt it? Can you think for a moment that your commands can ever cease to become a law to me? Come here whenever you please. If, during my illness, they have prevented it, it was |
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