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Amantium Irae

           

           "TheclaimsImeanarethoseleftmebyGeorge’sfather,"Williamsaid.

           "Yes,andyouinsultedhismemory.Youdidyesterday.Youknowyoudid.AndIwillneverforgiveyou.Never!"saidAmelia.Sheshotouteachlittlesentenceinatremorofangerandemotion.

           "Youdon’tmeanthat,Amelia?"Williamsaidsadly."Youdon’tmeanthatthesewords,utteredinahurriedmoment,aretoweighagainstawholelife’sdevotion?IthinkthatGeorge’smemoryhasnotbeeninjuredbythewayinwhichIhavedealtwithit,andifwearecometobandyingreproaches,Iatleastmeritnonefromhiswidowandthemotherofhisson.Reflect,afterwardswhenwhenyouareatleisure,andyourconsciencewillwithdrawthisaccusation.Itdoesevennow."Ameliahelddownherhead.

           "Itisnotthatspeechofyesterday,"hecontinued,"whichmovesyou.Thatisbutthepretext,Amelia,orIhavelovedyouandwatchedyouforfifteenyearsinvain.HaveInotlearnedinthattimetoreadallyourfeelingsandlookintoyourthoughts?Iknowwhatyourheartiscapableof:itcanclingfaithfullytoarecollectionandcherishafancy,butitcan’tfeelsuchanattachmentasminedeservestomatewith,andsuchasIwouldhavewonfromawomanmoregenerousthanyou.No,youarenotworthyofthelovewhichIhavedevotedtoyou.

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