Clarissa Harlowe Samuel Richardson (most important books to read TXT) 📖

lest I should be obliged to revoke the appointment; and, had you followed the direction, you would have found it.

I have been watched, my dearest life, said he, half out of breath⁠—I have been watched in every step I took: and my trusty servant has been watched too, ever since Saturday; and dared not to come near your wall. And here we shall be discovered in a moment.⁠—Speed away, my charmer⁠—this is the moment of your deliverance⁠—if you neglect this opportunity, you can never have such another.

What is it you mean, Sir?⁠—Let go my hand: for I tell you (struggling vehemently) that I will sooner die than go with you.

Good God! said he, with a look of wildness and surprise, what is it I hear?⁠—But (still drawing me after him, as he retreated farther from the door) it is no time to argue⁠—by all that’s good you must go⁠—surely you cannot doubt my honour, nor give me cause to question your own.

As you value me, Mr. Lovelace, urge me no farther. I come fixed and resolved. Let me give you the letter I have written. My further reasons shall follow; and they will convince you that I ought not to go.

Nothing, Madam, can convince me⁠—by all that’s sacred, I will not leave you. To leave you now, would be to lose you forever⁠—

Am I to be thus compelled? interrupted I, with equal indignation and vehemence.⁠—Let go my hands⁠—I am resolved not to go with you⁠—and I will convince you that I ought not.

All my friends expect you, Madam⁠—all your own are determined against you⁠—Wednesday next is the day, the important, perhaps the fatal day! Would you stay to be Solmes’s wife?⁠—Can this be your determination at last?

No, never, never will I be that man’s⁠—But I will not go with you! (draw me not thus⁠—How dare you, Sir? I would not have seen you, but to tell you so). I had not met you, but for fear you would have been guilty of some rashness⁠—and, once more, I will not go⁠—What mean you?⁠—striving with all my force to get from him.

What can have possessed my angel, said he (quitting my hands, and with a gentler voice) that after so much ill-usage from your relations; vows so solemn on my part; an affection so ardent; you stab me with a refusal to stand by your own appointment?

We have no time to talk, Mr. Lovelace. I will give you my reasons at a better opportunity. I cannot go with you now⁠—and once more urge me no farther⁠—surely, I am not to be compelled by everybody!

I see how it is, said he, with a dejected but passionate air⁠—What a severe fate is mine!⁠—At length your spirit is subdued!⁠—Your brother and sister have prevailed; and I must give up all my hopes to a wretch so truly despicable⁠—

Once more I tell you, interrupted I, I never will be his⁠—all may end on Wednesday differently from what you expect⁠—

And it may not!⁠—And then, good heavens!

It is to be their last effort, as I have reason to believe⁠—

And I have reason to believe so too⁠—since if you stay, you will inevitably be Solmes’s wife.

Not so, interrupted I⁠—I have obliged them in one point. They will be in good-humour with me. I shall gain time at least. I am sure I shall. I have several ways to gain time.

And what, Madam, will gaining time do? It is plain you have not a hope beyond that⁠—it is plain you have not, by putting all upon that precarious issue. O my dearest, dearest life, let me beseech you not to run a risk of this consequence. I can convince you that it will be more than a risk if you go back, that you will on Wednesday next be Solmes’s wife.⁠—Prevent, therefore, now that it is in your power to prevent, the fatal mischief that will follow such a dreadful certainty.

While I have any room for hope, it concerns your honour, Mr. Lovelace, as well as mine, (if you have the value for me you pretend, and wish me to believe you), that my conduct in this great point should justify my prudence.

Your prudence, Madam! When has that been questionable? Yet what stead has either your prudence or your duty stood you in, with people so strangely determined?

And then he pathetically enumerated the different instances of the harsh treatment I had met with; imputing all to the malice and caprice of a brother, who set everybody against him: and insisting, that I had no other way to bring about a reconciliation with my father and uncles, than by putting myself out of the power of my brother’s inveterate malice.

Your brother’s whole reliance, proceeded he, has been upon your easiness to bear his insults. Your whole family will seek to you, when you have freed yourself from this disgraceful oppression. When they know you are with those who can and will right you, they will give up to you your own estate. Why then, putting his arms around me, and again drawing me with a gentle force after him, do you hesitate a moment?⁠—Now is the time⁠—Fly with me, then, I beseech you, my dearest creature! Trust your persecuted adorer. Have we not suffered in the same cause? If any imputations are cast upon you, give me the honour (as I shall be found to deserve it) to call you mine; and, when you are so, shall I not be able to protect both your person and character?

Urge me no more, Mr. Lovelace, I conjure you. You yourself have given me a hint, which I will speak plainer to, than prudence, perhaps, on any other occasion, would allow. I am convinced, that Wednesday next (if I had time I would give you my reasons) is not intended to be the day we had both so much dreaded: and if after that day shall be over, I find my friends determined in Mr. Solmes’s favour, I will then contrive some way to meet you with Miss Howe,