In other words, situated as
she is, you asked her not to marry you at all: she consented to that
directly; what else could you expect?"
"Maladroit! indeed," said Camille, "but I would not have said it, only I
thought"--
"You thought nothing would induce her to marry secretly, so you said to
yourself, 'I will assume a virtue: I will do a bit of cheap self-denial:
decline to the sound of trumpets what another will be sure to deny me if
I don't--ha! ha!'--well, for your comfort, I am by no means so sure she
might not have been brought to do ANYTHING for you, except openly defy
mamma: but now of course"--
And here this young lady's sentence ended: for the sisters, unlike in
most things, were one in grammar.
Camille was so disconcerted and sad at what he had done, that Rose began
to pity him: so she rallied him a little longer in spite of her pity:
and then all of a sudden gave him her hand, and said she would try and
repair the mischief.
He began to smother her hand with kisses.
"Oh!" said she, "I don't deserve all that: I have a motive of my own;
let me alone, child, do.
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