Wlliam Gilmore Simms
Southward Ho! A Spell of Sunshine >> Chapter XI / The Bride of Hate: Or, The Passage of a Night >> Page 190

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Novel (Romance) | Redfield | 1854
Transcription 190 SOUTHWARD HO
of the causes of that favor which men are very apt, when they
name, to confound with benevolence."
But why should you speak as if it were doubtful that the
baroness really desires to secure my affection ? Do you know,
Bruno, that she does not ?"
He or she who aspires to secure the affection of another will
scarcely succeed by the mere act of giving in charity. The
gift must be accompanied by other acts, other expressions,
which shall exhibit the attachment which the giver desires to
awaken. It must be shown that there is a pleasure felt in the
benevolence, that the heart which bestows enjoys a kindred sat-
isfaction with that which receives. As for any knowledge on
the subject of the feelings of the baroness, I pretend none. I
but state a general truth when I say, that, if her object had
been to make you love her, she should have carried her gifts
in person, shown herself frequently to you, counselled you from
her own lips, exhorted your industry and diligence, prompted
your ambition, cheered your labors, and encouraged all your
honorable desires."
All, if she had done this, Bruno ?"
Doubtless, you would then have loved her, and then she
would have been�"
He paused abruptly ; the same stern expression of counte-
nance denoted the suppression of a sentiment, such as more than
once before, during our dialogue, had seemed to fill his mind with
bitterness. I eagerly demanded of him the conclusion of the sen-
tence, and, with a smile which was half a sneer, he replied :
" Then she would have been�secure of your love."
I smiled also, and, perhaps, a like sarcastic sneer passed over
my own lips, as he came to this lame and impotent conclusion.
Bruno, you deceive me, and possibly wrong my benefac-
tress. You know more than you will tell me. There is some
strange mystery in this business�"
Which I believe, Herman, but "
Which you know, Bruno."
Perhaps so ; but let me ask you, Herman, my dear Herman,
do you believe me to be your friend ?"
That I have ever shown you kindness, watched over you,