Wlliam Gilmore Simms
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Novel (Romance) | Redfield | 1854
Transcription RECONCILIATION. 97
vation� yet it greatly prefers to entertain this sacred sense of
isolation, to any enjoyment of mere mortal happiness. To feel
that our affections are thus isolated in vain that we have yielded
them to one who is indifferent to the trust, and lives still for his
earthly passions is to suffer from a more than mortal depriva-
tion. Marguerite of ioussillon passed the night in extreme ag-
ony of mind, the misery of which was greatly aggravated by the
necessity, in her husband's presence, of suppressing every feel-
ing of uneasiness. But her feelings could not always be sup-
pressed ; and when, the next day, on the return of the trouba
dour from Tarrascon, she encountered him in those garden walks
which had been made sacred to their passion by its first mutual
revelation, the pang grew to utterance, which her sense of dig-
nity and propriety in vain endeavored to subdue. Her eyes
brightened indignantly through her tears ; and she whose virtue
had withheld every gift of passion from the being whom she yet
professed to love, at once, but still most tenderly, reproached
him with his infidelity.
"Alas ! Guillaume," she continued, after telling him all that
she had heard, alas ! that my soul should have so singled thine
out from all the rest, because of its purity, and should find thee
thus, like all the rest, incapable of a sweet and holy love such
as thou didst promise. I had rather died, Guillaume, a thou-
sand deaths, than that thou shouldst have fallen from thy faith
to me.""But I have not fallen � I have not faltered in my faith,
Marguerite ! I am still true to thee�to thee only, though I
sigh for thee vainly, and know that thou livest only for another.
Hear me, Marguerite, while I tell thee what has truly hap-
pened. Thou hast heard something truly, but not all the truth."
And he proceeded with the narrative to which we have
already listened. He had only to show her what had passed
between her lord and himself, to show how great had been his
emergency. The subsequent events at Tarrascon, only con-
vinced her of the quick intelligence, and sweet benevolence of
purpose by which her sister had been governed. Iler charita-
ble sympathies had seen and favored the artifice in which lay the
safety equally of her lover and herself. The revulsion of her
feelings from grief to exultation, spoke in a gush of tears, which