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One o’Clock in the Morning

           

           Asshelistenedtohimspeaking,Mathildewasshockedbythisairoftriumph."Soheismymaster,"shesaidtoherself,shewasalreadyapreytoremorse.Herreasonwashorrifiedatthesignalfollywhichshehadjustcommitted.IfshehadhadthepowershewouldhaveannihilatedbothherselfandJulien.Whenforafewmomentsshemanagedbysheerwill-powertosilenceherpangsofremorse,shewasrenderedveryunhappybyhertimidityandwoundedshame.Shehadquitefailedtoforeseetheawfulplightinwhichshenowfoundherself.

           "Imustspeaktohim,however,"shesaidatlast."Thatistheproperthingtodo.Onedoestalktoone’slover."Andthenwithaviewofaccomplishingaduty,andwithatendernesswhichwasmanifestedratherinthewordswhichsheemployedthanintheinflectionofhervoice,sherecountedvariousresolutionswhichshehadmadeconcerninghimduringthelastfewdays.

           Shehaddecidedthatifheshoulddaretocometoherroombythehelpofthegardener’sladderaccordingtohisinstructions,shewouldbeentirelyhis.Butneverweresuchtenderpassagesspokeninamorepoliteandfrigidtone.Uptothepresentthisassignationhadbeenicy.Itwasenoughtomakeonehatethenameoflove.Whatalessoninmoralityforayoungandimprudentgirl!Isitworthwhiletoruinone’sfutureformomentssuchasthis?

           Afterlongfitsofhesitationwhichasuperficialobservermighthavemistakenfortheresultofthemostemphatichate(sogreatisthedifficultywhichawoman’sself-respectfindsinyieldingeventosofirmawillashers)Mathildebecameeventuallyacharmingmistress.

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