Did you ever know of anything so disgusting?
If I were Lisbeth, and possessed such a 'creature" for an aunt, I'd
see her in Timbuctoo first - I would! But then I forget the poor
child has nothing in the world, and you little more, and "love in a
cottage" is all very well, Dick, up to a certain time. Of course,
it is all right in novels but you are neither of you in a novel, and
that is the worst of it. If Providence had seen fit to make me
Lisbeth's aunt, now, things might have been very different; hut alas!
it was not to be. Under the circumstances, the best thing you can
do, for her sake and your own, is to turn your back upon Arcadia and
try to forget it all as soon as possible in the swirl of London and
everyday life.
Yours,
CHARLOTTE C.
P.S. Of course, "Romance is dead ages and ages ago; still, it
really would be nice if you could manage to run off with her some
fine night!
Thus the fiat had gone forth, the time of waiting was accomplished;
to-day Lisbeth must choose between Selwyn and myself.
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