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 Mrs。 Beauchamp。 〃If she were here;〃 she would cry; 〃she would certainly comfort me; and sooth the distraction of my soul。  〃 She was sitting one afternoon; wrapped in these melancholy reflexions; when she was interrupted by the entrance of Belcour。  Great as the alteration was which incessant sorrow had made on her person; she was still interesting; still charming; and the unhallowed flame; which had urged Belcour to plant dissension between her and Montraville; still raged in his bosom:  he was determined; if possible; to make her his mistress; nay; he had even conceived the diabolical scheme of taking her to New…York; and making her appear in every public place where it was likely she should meet Montraville; that he might be a witness to his unmanly triumph。 When he entered the room where Charlotte was sitting; he assumed the look of tender; consolatory friendship。 〃And how does my lovely Charlotte?〃 said he; taking her hand: 〃I fear you are not so well as I could wish。〃 〃I am not well; Mr。 Belcour;〃 said she; 〃very far from it; but the pains and infirmities of the body I could easily bear; nay; submit to them with patience; were they not aggravated by the most insupportable anguish of my mind。〃 〃You are not happy; Charlotte;〃 said he; with a look of well…dissembled sorrow。 〃Alas!〃 replied she mournfully; shaking her head; 〃how can I be happy; deserted and forsaken as I am; without a friend of my own sex to whom I can unburthen my full heart; nay; my fidelity suspected by the very man for whom I have sacrificed every thing valuable in life; for whom I have made myself a poor despised creature; an outcast from society; an object only of contempt and pity。〃 〃You think too meanly of yourself; Miss Temple: there is no one who would dare to treat you with contempt: au who have the pleasure of knowing you must admire and esteem。 You are lonely here; my dear girl; give me leave to conduct you to New…York; where the agreeable society of some ladies; to whom I will introduce you; will dispel these sad thoughts; and I shall again see returning chearfulness animate those lovely features。〃 〃Oh never! never!〃 cried Charlotte; emphatically:  〃the virtuous part of my sex will scorn me; and I will never associate with infamy。 No; Belcour; here let me hide my shame and sorrow; here let me spend my few remaining days in obscurity; unknown and unpitied; here let me die unlamented; and my name sink to oblivion。〃 Here her tears stopped her utterance。  Belcour was awed to silence: he dared not interrupt her; and after a moment's pause she proceeded〃I once had conceived the thought of going to New…York to seek out the still dear; though cruel; ungenerous Montraville; to throw myself at his feet; and entreat his compassion; heaven knows; not for myself; if I am no longer beloved; I will not be indebted to his pity to redress my injuries; but I would have knelt and entreated him not to forsake my poor unborn〃 She could say no more; a crimson glow rushed over her cheeks; and covering her face with her hands; she sobbed aloud。 Something like humanity was awakened in Belcour's breast by this pathetic speech:  he arose and walked towards the window; but the selfish passion which had taken possession of his heart; soon stifled these finer emotions; and he thought if Charlotte was once convinced she had no longer any dependance on Montraville; she would more readily throw herself on his protection。 Determined; therefore; to inform her of all that had happened; he again resumed his seat; and finding she began to be more composed; enquired if she had ever heard from Montraville since the unfortunate recontre in her bed chamber。 〃Ah no;〃 said she。  〃I fear I shall never hear from him again。〃 〃I am greatly of your opinion;〃 said Belcour; 〃for he has been for some time past greatly attached〃 At the word 〃attached〃 a death…like paleness overspread the countenance of Charlotte; but she applied to some hartshorn which stood beside her; and Belcour proceeded。 〃He has been for some time past greatly attached to one Miss Franklin; a pleasing lively girl; with a large fortune。〃 〃She may be richer; may be handsomer;〃 cried Charlotte; 〃but cannot love him so well。  Oh may she beware of his art; and not trust him too far as I have done。〃 〃He addresses her publicly;〃 said he; 〃and it was rumoured they were to be married before he sailed for Eustatia; whither his company is ordered。〃 〃Belcour;〃 said Charlotte; seizing his hand; and gazing at him earnestly; while her pale lips trembled with convulsive agony; 〃tell me; and tell me truly; I beseech you; do you think he can be such a villain as to marry another woman; and leave me to die with want and misery in a strange land:  tell me what you think; I can bear it very well; I will not shrink from this heaviest stroke of fate; I have deserved my afflictions; and I will endeavour to bear them as I ought。〃 〃I fear;〃 said Belcour; 〃he can be that villain。〃 〃Perhaps;〃 cried she; eagerly interrupting him; 〃perhaps he is married already:  come; let me know the worst;〃 continued she with an affected look of composure:  〃you need not be afraid; I shall not send the fortunate lady a bowl of poison。〃 〃Well then; my dear girl;〃 said he; deceived by her appearance; 〃they were married on Thursday; and yesterday morning they sailed for Eustatia。〃 〃Marriedgonesay you?〃 cried she in a distracted accent; 〃what without a last farewell; without one thought on my unhappy situation! Oh Montraville; may God forgive your perfidy。〃  She shrieked; and Belcour sprang forward just in time to prevent her falling to the floor。 Alarming faintings now succeeded each other; and she was conveyed to her bed; from whence she earnestly prayed she might never more arise。 Belcour staid with her that night; and in the morning found her in a high fever。  The fits she had been seized with had greatly terrified him; and confined as she now was to a bed of sickness; she was no longer an object of desire:  it is true for several days he went constantly to see her; but her pale; emaciated appearance disgusted him: his visits became less frequent; he forgot the solemn charge given him by Montraville; he even forgot the money entrusted to his care; and; the burning blush of indignation and shame tinges my cheek while I write it; this disgrace to humanity and manhood at length forgot even the injured Charlotte; and; attracted by the blooming health of a farmer's daughter; whom he had seen in his frequent excursions to the country; he left the unhappy girl to sink unnoticed to the grave; a prey to sickness; grief; and penury; while he; having triumphed over the virtue of the artless cottager; rioted in all the intemperance of luxury and lawless pleasure。                         CHAPTER XXVIII。                      A TRIFLING RETROSPECT。 〃BLESS my heart;〃 cries my young; volatile reader; 〃I shall never have patience to get through these volumes; there are so many ahs! and ohs! so much fainting; tears; and distress; I am sick to death of the subject。〃 My dear; chearful; innocent girl; for innocent I will suppose you to be; or you would acutely feel the woes of Charlotte; did conscience say; thus might it have been with me; had not Providence interposed to snatch me from destruction:  therefore; my lively; innocent girl; I must request your patience:  I am writing a tale of truth: I mean to write it to the heart:  but if perchance the heart is rendered impenetrable by unbounded prosperity; or a continuance in vice; I expect not my tale to please; nay; I even expect it will be thrown by with disgust。  But softly; gentle fair one; I pray you throw it not aside till you have perused the whole; mayhap you may find something therein to repay you for the trouble。 Methinks I see a sarcastic smile sit on your countenance。〃And what;〃 cry you; 〃does the conceited author suppose we can glean from these pages; if Charlotte is held up as an object of terror; to prevent us from falling into guilty errors? does not La Rue triumph in her shame; and by adding art to guilt; obtain the affection of a worthy man; and rise to a station where she is beheld with respect; and chearfully received into all companies。  What then is the moral you would inculcate? Would you wish us to think that a deviation fr

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