Wlliam Gilmore Simms
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Novel (Romance) | Redfield | 1854
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ness ; and I could perceive a smile gleam out upon his counte-
nance, in which I fancied there was even an expression of
bitter satisfaction. His question confused me�it conveyed a
reproach which he certainly never intended. Could it be possible
that I did not love my benefactress�one to whom I owed so
much�to whom, indeed, I owed everything ? I blushed, hesi-
tated, stammered, and, before I could reply, he again spoke, and
anticipated the feeble excuse which I was preparing.
� But how should you love her ?" he exclaimed, in tones
rather of soliloquy than conversation. How, indeed ! It
would have been wonderful, indeed, if you did."
Here he arrested himself in the manner of one who thinks he
has said too much. The true feeling with which he spoke I
gathered rather from the tone of his utterance than from what
he said. The words, however, might have been made to apply
much more innocently than the emphasis permitted me to apply
them.
How ! what mean you, Bruno ?" I demanded, with an aston.
ishment which was sufficiently obvious. He endeavored to
evade the effects of his error with the adroitness of a politician.
How could you be expected to love a person whom you had
never seen�whom you do not know�of whom, indeed, you
know nothing ?"� Except by her bounties, Bruno."" True, these demand gratitude, but seldom awaken love, un-
less by other associations. Mere charity, gifts and favors, have
but little value unless the donor smiles while he is giving
speaks kind words, and looks affection and regard. The bar-
oness has erred, if your affection was an object in her sight, in
not personally bestowing her bounty and showing, to your own
eyes, the concern which she felt in your success, and the benev-
olence she intended. Without these, her bounty could scarce
secure your love ; and the feeling which dictates it might have
no such motive for its exercise�might be dictated by pride,
vanity, the ostentation of a virtue ; or, indeed, might be the con-
sequence of a simple sense of duty."� Duty ! How should it be the duty of the baroness to pro-
vide for my support and education ?""Nay, I say not that such is the case. I simply suggest one