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The First Offence.
look at the stars , and remember , that when their light is extinct , then and then only can I forget you . " And with one long embrace they parted ; he sprung over the fence which divided the gardens , and she returned to her own room , for the first time having deceived her idolising mother .
Poor Mabel ! that was indeed a wretched night for her ; the first note of discord had been struck between her mother and herself ; not as heretofore could she tell her every thought—there was one , an engrossing one , she must not name ; not as before could she run into her arms and look up in her face so honestly ; she had deceived her once ,
and she must continue to do so . She would have confessed her fault , and on her knees besought forgiveness , but her Frederick had told her not . His education had not been lost on him ; he was very clever , and Mabel felt this ; she , who knew so little , worshipped him as something far , far above her , and joined to the love which she had felt for him from
her childish days , was the knowledge of his vast superiority , and the feeling that he honoured her by loving her , making her affection for him a species of idolatry . He , at times , when he had been conversing with his intelligent mother , felt how much Mabel needed to make her a companion like that ; he felt that when he had told her how he loved her , and she with her low , musical voice had said how
dearly she loved him , their conversation was ended ; but still she was so lovely , so gentle and endearing , that he thought of nothing else—vowed that no other being should call him husband , and forgot how it would be when the sweetness of her voice had grown familial-, and age had dimmed the beauty he was never tired of gazing at now .
The weeks had gone by very slowly for Mabel , when one morning Mrs . Osborne was announced . She entered , looking pale and dignified , and , without any of the commonplaces of first greeting , started at once on the object of her visit . " I should imagine , Mrs . Wilmot , lenient as your system
of education is , that you disapprove of anything underhand in the conduct of young people , or that any important secret should be concealed from their parents . " Poor Mabel , pale and trembling , as these words fell with cold distinctness from Mrs . Osborne's lips , drew her chair nearer to her mother , as she answered , " Certainly not , Mrs . Osborne . "
Note: This text has been automatically extracted via Optical Character Recognition (OCR) software.
The First Offence.
look at the stars , and remember , that when their light is extinct , then and then only can I forget you . " And with one long embrace they parted ; he sprung over the fence which divided the gardens , and she returned to her own room , for the first time having deceived her idolising mother .
Poor Mabel ! that was indeed a wretched night for her ; the first note of discord had been struck between her mother and herself ; not as heretofore could she tell her every thought—there was one , an engrossing one , she must not name ; not as before could she run into her arms and look up in her face so honestly ; she had deceived her once ,
and she must continue to do so . She would have confessed her fault , and on her knees besought forgiveness , but her Frederick had told her not . His education had not been lost on him ; he was very clever , and Mabel felt this ; she , who knew so little , worshipped him as something far , far above her , and joined to the love which she had felt for him from
her childish days , was the knowledge of his vast superiority , and the feeling that he honoured her by loving her , making her affection for him a species of idolatry . He , at times , when he had been conversing with his intelligent mother , felt how much Mabel needed to make her a companion like that ; he felt that when he had told her how he loved her , and she with her low , musical voice had said how
dearly she loved him , their conversation was ended ; but still she was so lovely , so gentle and endearing , that he thought of nothing else—vowed that no other being should call him husband , and forgot how it would be when the sweetness of her voice had grown familial-, and age had dimmed the beauty he was never tired of gazing at now .
The weeks had gone by very slowly for Mabel , when one morning Mrs . Osborne was announced . She entered , looking pale and dignified , and , without any of the commonplaces of first greeting , started at once on the object of her visit . " I should imagine , Mrs . Wilmot , lenient as your system
of education is , that you disapprove of anything underhand in the conduct of young people , or that any important secret should be concealed from their parents . " Poor Mabel , pale and trembling , as these words fell with cold distinctness from Mrs . Osborne's lips , drew her chair nearer to her mother , as she answered , " Certainly not , Mrs . Osborne . "