Wlliam Gilmore Simms
Mellichampe: A Legend of the Santee >> Chapter XXXVI: The Subtlety of the Tory >> Page 304

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Novel (Romance) | Redfield | 1854
Transcription 304 MELLICAAazPE.
It will be time enough to declare my aversion, Rose, when
I know that such is his subject. To anticipate now would be
not only premature, but in very doubtful propriety, and surely
in a taste somewhat indelicate. Such, indeed, can scarcely
be the subject on which he would speak with me, for I have
already answered him so decisively that he must know it to
be idle."
Ah, but these men never take an answer : they are perti-
nacious to the last degree ; and they all assume, with a mon-
strous self complaisance, that a woman does not mean 'no'
when she says it. Be assured Barsfield will have little else to
say. His speech will be all about hearth and darts, and hopes
and fears, and all such silly stuff as your sentimentalists deal
in. He will tell you about Kaddipah, and promise to make
you its queen, and you will tire to death of the struggles of
the great bear in an element so foreign to his nature as that
of love."
And, while she spoke, the lively girl put herself in posture,
and adopted the grin and the grimace, the desperate action
and affected enthusiasm, which might be supposed to belong
to the address of Barsfield in the part of a lover. Janet smiled
sorrowfully as she replied
Al, Rose, I would the matter upon which Barsfield seeks
me were not more serious than your thoughts assume it to be.
But I can not think with you. I am troubled with a presenti-
ment of evil; I fear me that some new mischief is designed."
Oh, you are always anticipating evil ; you are always on
the look-out for clouds and storm."" I do not shrink from them, Rose, when they come," said
the other,. gently.
"No, nor you are brave enough : would I were half so
valiant, sweet cousin of mine ! But, Janet, if you dread that
Barsfield has some .new mischief afoot, that is another reason
why you should not see him. Be advised, dear Janet, and do
not go."
I must, Rose, and I will, for that very reason, I will look
the danger in the face ; I will not blind myself to its coming.
No ! let the bolt be shot let the wo come´┐Żlet the worst