Wlliam Gilmore Simms
Joscelyn: A Tale of the Revolution >> Chapter XVII: April Contrasts—Smiles and Tears >> Page 164

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Novel (Romance) | The Reprint Company | 1975, 1976
Transcription 164JOSCELYN
"Let it be a large one, Angey."
"Get along! since you don't love me ! Here, it's been more than
three weeks that you've been well, and you haven't been to see me
in all that time. What do you say to that?"
And pouts and smiles were the natural accompaniments of this
speech, to be hushed and stimulated by kisses.
Oh ! this child-play of lovers ! Angelica was just as silly a sweet-
heart as Shakspeare's Juliet, without her delicate sensibility. She had
something more of the hoyden about her. She had more flesh and
blood than Juliet, and a more solid physique, without that refine-
ment of heart and manners in Juliet, which depends equally upon
organization and the superior training of society. Angelica was not
the woman to rise above her training, or to find the fancies which lie
latent in the affections.
The scene was interrupted by the entrance of Mrs. Kirkland, who,
rather cold and stately at first, was, however, too kind-hearted to
nurse an angry feeling. She, too, had her complaints about the rude-
ness of old Dunbar and Miss Janet, but the stress of her anger fell
chiefly upon the latter.
Women rarely forgive each other. For men, usually, there is a
secret ally in the heart of all the sex, which makes them tolerate, in
the case of the tougher gender, what they can never forgive thor-
oughly in their own. Walter, himself, was soon excused, as being
wholly ignorant of the mortifying denial to which they had been
subjected. He pleaded for the forgiveness of his aunt and father, by
referring to his own extreme condition, and to the imperative orders
of the physicians, but the old lady had her reply to all this.
"Your father had to do what was told him, of course," said she,
"and they scared him about you, Walter "
"But I was, really, in a bad way, my dear madam; Dr. Ford says
it was touch and go with me. Even my father was not suffered to
see me."
"Of course, you were in a bad way, but not so as to need that we
should be kept from you. That was all your aunt's doings, Walter.
She has such a conceit of herself as a doctoress and nurse, that she
thinks nobody can do anything in a sick room so well as herself."