Clarissa Harlowe; or the history of a young lady — Volume 3 by Samuel Richardson
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stand by your own appointment?
We have no time to talk, Mr. Lovelace. I will give you my reasons at a better opportunity. I cannot go with you now--and once more urge me no farther--surely, I am not to be compelled by every body! I see how it is, said he, with a dejected but passionate air--What a severe fate is mine!--At length your spirit is subdued!--Your brother and sister have prevailed; and I must give up all my hopes to a wretch so truly despicable-- Once more I tell you, interrupted I, I never will be his--all may end on Wednesday differently from what you expect-- And it may not!--And then, good heavens! It is to be their last effort, as I have reason to believe-- And I have reason to believe so too--since if you stay, you will inevitably be Solmes's wife. Not so, interrupted I--I have obliged them in one point. They will be in good-humour with me. I shall gain time at least. I am sure I shall. I have several ways to gain time. And what, Madam, will gaining time do? It is plain you have not a hope beyond that--it is plain you have not, by putting all upon that precarious issue. O my dearest, dearest life, let me beseech you not to run a risque of this consequence. I can convince you that it will be more than a risque if you go back, that you will on Wednesday next be |
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